I was diagnosed about 5 years ago. It wasn't any shock at all. However, it was basically by accident during a series of major panic attacks that were so bad I couldn't control the shaking. I remember there was a male nurse that made a comment to another nurse... He said he thought I was on drugs. I wasn't, and it made me feel sick inside to think that I was perceived that way. The doctor, (thank goodness) was a very kind older man who cared about my well being. Of course I was referred and the rest is history.
I think that everyone really knew I was autistic from my birth but no one wanted to do anything about it, or deal with the extra costs and stuff that goes with it. So I was forced to "act normal" until I couldn't any longer. If I didn't I got the crap beat out of me... Its basically that simple. So I got used to receiving lots of pain, and ridicule.
When I was little I was a hand flapper, I pulled my ears, or covered my ears all the time because it hurt to hear! I had to move something, it was like this rhythm, this tick that was constant. I hated bright lights or looking people in the eye. I didn't talk much, still don't.
It was a no brainer, but my parents refused to let them label me, and refused to listen to my teachers tell them I was anti-social. Instead I was labeled as stubborn... And I was... I was so stubborned that I was determined to be the master of my life. I overcame a bunch of this stuff by the time I was in late High School. Most of it was scripting, but I was able to fit in, and control most of my body movements a lot better. It was the exhaustion from doing this all the time, that tore me apart from the inside out. Then came the anxiety, the panic, and the depression... Oh joy!
ASD in my case is the umbrella diagnosis for lots of stuff. Underdeveloped social skills, SPD, and lack of eye contact, is what mostly what triggered the ASD diagnosis. It makes me sound stupid, but my IQ is like 120-126 depending on which test. I made good grades, I just wouldn't interact with anyone and still have trouble with it today. However, if people will give me a chance and we have some common interest, I will open up.
Under that ASD umbrella is Anxiety, Panic disorder, depression, PTSD, Mild Tourettes (when I get exhausted), Sensory Processing Disorder (hypersensitive hearing, sight, smell, and bad issues with things/people touching me). Mild dyslexia and confused ambidextria... I can write with both hands; Left is slower but neater, right is faster but messier. The crazy part is this... Sometimes I have to look at my freakin hands to decide which hand to use, and then I get mad at myself if I pull a blank. I do this sometimes when I get really tired. Its very embarrassing. Its like I get stuck, like there is this disconnect between my brain and my body.
Heck I know I'm weird, I never needed all these people to remind me everyday... I know what it is to grow up being called a f----g retard and much more all the time. It sucks, BUT it taught me to treat others the way I want to be treated. I will never demean anyone like people have done to me. I might get mad and cuss them in my head, but I will never try to hurt them, or tear them down publicly. My past hurts really bad and its not easy to forget. I did basically forgot it by becoming the best I can be, and I will always try to improve. I was told I wouldnt ever amount to anything, and I refused to believe that.
BUT>>> after I was diagnosed more people understood me and made an effort to understand. For a while I was super uncomfortable with being diagnosed, and my counselor told me I needed to tell my work, because I am a corporate manager (its some legal thing).
It was because I deal with company related issues and funds on a daily basis. I was terrified... I just knew they would let me go, or demote me. I was wrong! If anything they now understand me so much more. They know why things happen with me, and help me avoid some of it. It has actually helped me in many cases as an adult. Plus I can be me just a little more, and that helps me not be so exhausted.
I dont parade the ASD thing around at all, it still kind of embarrasses me, but I will tell someone if they start dogging on me too hard. Most the time they stop, and things get better from there.
Was it worth getting diagnosed? For me yes, but I cant speak for others. I never use it as a crutch, or some calling card that gives me an identity. I am me, Asperger's (autism) is just a part of the operating system that makes me who I am.