jaythos
New Member
Hi everyone,
My name's Jay and was diagnosed with AS when I was 19, about 9 years ago. I've tried hard to reject my diagnosis, convinced that I was a bit 'socially stunted' and just need to work harder to build my confidence, social skills and develop relationships.
I got my licence, got a job, left home and moved to the city, and found a wonderful partner. But after years of inner turmoil, I had another meltdown. I thought that I'd 'conquered' my diagnosis, and learned to repress all the parts of me that made me different. I hated those parts of me - the awkward parts, the nerdy parts, the obsessive parts, the emotional parts, the sensitive parts. They felt like failures, or problems to be fixed.
Until I started seeing a therapist recently, I'd forgotten all about my diagnosis 9 years prior. I think part of me wanted to forget.
But the diagnosis that sounded like a disability 9 years ago now presents as a gateway to self acceptance, understanding, community and compassion. I've just finished reading my second book this week, personal accounts of people diagnosed with autism in adulthood and this feeling of being understood or 'seen' has been incredibly profound, and liberating.
I hope that my interactions on this forum and hearing the perspectives of others will deepen that feeling for me. I look forwarding to chatting with some of you soon!
My name's Jay and was diagnosed with AS when I was 19, about 9 years ago. I've tried hard to reject my diagnosis, convinced that I was a bit 'socially stunted' and just need to work harder to build my confidence, social skills and develop relationships.
I got my licence, got a job, left home and moved to the city, and found a wonderful partner. But after years of inner turmoil, I had another meltdown. I thought that I'd 'conquered' my diagnosis, and learned to repress all the parts of me that made me different. I hated those parts of me - the awkward parts, the nerdy parts, the obsessive parts, the emotional parts, the sensitive parts. They felt like failures, or problems to be fixed.
Until I started seeing a therapist recently, I'd forgotten all about my diagnosis 9 years prior. I think part of me wanted to forget.
But the diagnosis that sounded like a disability 9 years ago now presents as a gateway to self acceptance, understanding, community and compassion. I've just finished reading my second book this week, personal accounts of people diagnosed with autism in adulthood and this feeling of being understood or 'seen' has been incredibly profound, and liberating.
I hope that my interactions on this forum and hearing the perspectives of others will deepen that feeling for me. I look forwarding to chatting with some of you soon!