Pinkie B
Just Me
Hi.
I just found out that I'm on the autistic spectrum. I'm 35 and I have two Ivy League degrees. I'm a professor (though probably not for much longer) and I live in Japan. I've spent my whole life struggling with the same issues that I always thought I could eventually train myself out of -- issues like shutting down when I'm overstimulated, always interrupting people and never knowing if I'm doing the conversation thing right, suddenly finding that people that I thought were my friends now hate me and want me crucified (they never explain why), and more -- and I've had limited success at best. I've been officially diagnosed with ADHD and chronic anxiety and I somehow thought that it was me, that I just needed to "be better" or practice my relaxation or my time management techniques more and that somehow I'd become normal or something.
But now realizing that I'm autistic (Aspergers? I know there is no official distinction anymore), it suddenly all makes sense.
...and even as it makes sense, I feel an intense loss and also relief. And also like I just woke up naked in Time's Square (or Shinjuku. Whatever).
I don't know how to process all of this. I finally understand why so much of my life has been so disorientingly difficult, but I don't know how to live with this new identity. I feel quite alone and exposed.
So I'm hoping that maybe just talking to some other people "like me" will help. I've never had the experience of knowing anyone who I felt was like me before, so I guess I'm excited, even as I'm terrified.
As we say in Japan, yoroshiku ne!
-Pink
I just found out that I'm on the autistic spectrum. I'm 35 and I have two Ivy League degrees. I'm a professor (though probably not for much longer) and I live in Japan. I've spent my whole life struggling with the same issues that I always thought I could eventually train myself out of -- issues like shutting down when I'm overstimulated, always interrupting people and never knowing if I'm doing the conversation thing right, suddenly finding that people that I thought were my friends now hate me and want me crucified (they never explain why), and more -- and I've had limited success at best. I've been officially diagnosed with ADHD and chronic anxiety and I somehow thought that it was me, that I just needed to "be better" or practice my relaxation or my time management techniques more and that somehow I'd become normal or something.
But now realizing that I'm autistic (Aspergers? I know there is no official distinction anymore), it suddenly all makes sense.
...and even as it makes sense, I feel an intense loss and also relief. And also like I just woke up naked in Time's Square (or Shinjuku. Whatever).
I don't know how to process all of this. I finally understand why so much of my life has been so disorientingly difficult, but I don't know how to live with this new identity. I feel quite alone and exposed.
So I'm hoping that maybe just talking to some other people "like me" will help. I've never had the experience of knowing anyone who I felt was like me before, so I guess I'm excited, even as I'm terrified.
As we say in Japan, yoroshiku ne!
-Pink