I had a big freak out at work a few months back that brought to my attention how much I crave constancy and fear change. And I embarassed myself and truly worried my employer. That, plus the anxiety of regular layoffs (despite me being well-valued and respected) led me to seek out a counselor. I met with him for the first time today and started my introduction with “at best, I need some tools to cope better. At worst, I’m worried about my mental health.”
We discussed anxiety, perfectionism, social interactions, and a few other things that I thought were pretty random topics. Then he said, “I think you’re ready to hear this. Autism is ...”. He said that because I’m so high-functioning, I might never get a formal diagnosis, but that everything we discussed lines up with Autism (so, for now, I listed myself as “self diagnosed” on this forum).
I’m still absorbing this. It’ll take a while. Right now, I alternate between being as pragmatic as possible and wanting to cry. I tell myself that I haven’t changed - this is still the same mind I have worked with all my life. The only thing that has changed is that now there’s a name to my collection of gifts and deficiencies.
I guess, I have spent my life thinking that one day I’ll get my act together, that I just haven’t been trying hard enough. Now, I find out that everything I’ve been working to overcome, hide, or normalize is hard-wired into my brain. It’s like thinking that I should be able to run as well as everyone else, but I must not be trying hard enough, and someone comes along and says, “Did you know that you don’t have knees?”
I will get to acceptance, but I’m not there yet. It will be work for me to use this as a way to get insight into how to cope and work with it, and not use it for excuses or attention seeking. I need to learn what works and what doesn’t. I need to know what my blind spots are.
I have a lot to learn. Thanks for letting me talk.
We discussed anxiety, perfectionism, social interactions, and a few other things that I thought were pretty random topics. Then he said, “I think you’re ready to hear this. Autism is ...”. He said that because I’m so high-functioning, I might never get a formal diagnosis, but that everything we discussed lines up with Autism (so, for now, I listed myself as “self diagnosed” on this forum).
I’m still absorbing this. It’ll take a while. Right now, I alternate between being as pragmatic as possible and wanting to cry. I tell myself that I haven’t changed - this is still the same mind I have worked with all my life. The only thing that has changed is that now there’s a name to my collection of gifts and deficiencies.
I guess, I have spent my life thinking that one day I’ll get my act together, that I just haven’t been trying hard enough. Now, I find out that everything I’ve been working to overcome, hide, or normalize is hard-wired into my brain. It’s like thinking that I should be able to run as well as everyone else, but I must not be trying hard enough, and someone comes along and says, “Did you know that you don’t have knees?”
I will get to acceptance, but I’m not there yet. It will be work for me to use this as a way to get insight into how to cope and work with it, and not use it for excuses or attention seeking. I need to learn what works and what doesn’t. I need to know what my blind spots are.
I have a lot to learn. Thanks for letting me talk.