andreaispunk
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So, I just got my autism diagnosis like 4 months ago. But I've been suspecting im autistic since almost 2 years ago.
I didn't talk about it. I was told I have depression, anxiety, OCD, ADHD and BPD and I was talking meds and going to therapy. Still, i didn't felt good.
When I told my therapist and my psychiatrist they told me that i was able to look them in the eyes and that I had friends, so it wasn't possible (i have a total of 3 friends, two of them from half a decade and the other one for 9 years)
Finally, i broke and tried to end things. My dad found me and took me to the hospital.
During the after process i finally told my dad what I was feeling and begged him to take me with someone who actually knew about autism. We found a place and almost immediately we were told that in fact I was autistic.
I was really happy, relieved.
Now, my dad still doesn't believe it completely and doesn't try to really understand me. And my new therapist seems to ask me to keep masking.
But just knowing what I'm really am, and what I need has given me the opportunity to actually listen to myself, and be gentle and take better care of my needs, even if most people around me don't do it.
I didn't talk about it. I was told I have depression, anxiety, OCD, ADHD and BPD and I was talking meds and going to therapy. Still, i didn't felt good.
When I told my therapist and my psychiatrist they told me that i was able to look them in the eyes and that I had friends, so it wasn't possible (i have a total of 3 friends, two of them from half a decade and the other one for 9 years)
Finally, i broke and tried to end things. My dad found me and took me to the hospital.
During the after process i finally told my dad what I was feeling and begged him to take me with someone who actually knew about autism. We found a place and almost immediately we were told that in fact I was autistic.
I was really happy, relieved.
Now, my dad still doesn't believe it completely and doesn't try to really understand me. And my new therapist seems to ask me to keep masking.
But just knowing what I'm really am, and what I need has given me the opportunity to actually listen to myself, and be gentle and take better care of my needs, even if most people around me don't do it.