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Kristy
Hello, 
My name is Kristy. I'm 43 and received my official diagnosis of being on the autism spectrum at age 40, along with a new diagnosis of PTSD. My previous diagnoses of BiPolar II and severe anxiety were reconfirmed. I believe there are other issues, such as Attention-Deficit Disorder. I've been seeing the same therapist for the last 4 years and when I first met her, I simply said, "I just don't get people." It turns out she's on the spectrum and immediately raised an eyebrow and announced, "Aha!". Of course, that's not how I was diagnosed really, but it illustrates a point. I'd never before found the right words to quickly get across something so all-encompassing. I didn't act like my brother, already diagnosed ASD, and I'd never met another woman who was on the spectrum, so I didn't know anything more than that I was out-of-step. (I still don't get people.)
I'm not good at making or maintaining friendships. In fact, I'm a monumental failure and grieve over memories of the mistakes I've made and potential great friendships lost. I'm now panicky about socializing at all. I joined these forums about a year ago and I'm just now introducing myself.
My special interests are knitting and history. Once upon a time I was a writer and librarian. I'm currently beginning to dig into 18th century European history with several writing ideas knocking around in my brain.
Thank you for providing this space.
Kristy
				
			My name is Kristy. I'm 43 and received my official diagnosis of being on the autism spectrum at age 40, along with a new diagnosis of PTSD. My previous diagnoses of BiPolar II and severe anxiety were reconfirmed. I believe there are other issues, such as Attention-Deficit Disorder. I've been seeing the same therapist for the last 4 years and when I first met her, I simply said, "I just don't get people." It turns out she's on the spectrum and immediately raised an eyebrow and announced, "Aha!". Of course, that's not how I was diagnosed really, but it illustrates a point. I'd never before found the right words to quickly get across something so all-encompassing. I didn't act like my brother, already diagnosed ASD, and I'd never met another woman who was on the spectrum, so I didn't know anything more than that I was out-of-step. (I still don't get people.)
I'm not good at making or maintaining friendships. In fact, I'm a monumental failure and grieve over memories of the mistakes I've made and potential great friendships lost. I'm now panicky about socializing at all. I joined these forums about a year ago and I'm just now introducing myself.
My special interests are knitting and history. Once upon a time I was a writer and librarian. I'm currently beginning to dig into 18th century European history with several writing ideas knocking around in my brain.
Thank you for providing this space.
Kristy
 
				 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		
 
 
		 
 
		 . I just don't understand the whole NT need to socialize thing! It's taken me a year and a half of idly thinking "it might be nice to have contact with other autistics again" for me to have found the motivation to actually act on the thought!
. I just don't understand the whole NT need to socialize thing! It's taken me a year and a half of idly thinking "it might be nice to have contact with other autistics again" for me to have found the motivation to actually act on the thought!
 . I've recently gotten convinced enough that I might have something important enough to say that I've started writing a couple of (nonfiction) books, with ideas for another. Two about autism, and things I've learned over the years, (one a kid's book), and the other on what I've learned about dealing with depression and trauma (A few decades worth of pretty continual effort). Now that I've miraculously found myself on the other side. (Only to suddenly find myself reprocessing some stuff the last year and a half or so, and just since joining here, realizing there might be other things I never allowed myself to recognize as such because it paled in comparison to the rest of it, and/or because nobody ever let me recognize it as such. ) but I digress...
. I've recently gotten convinced enough that I might have something important enough to say that I've started writing a couple of (nonfiction) books, with ideas for another. Two about autism, and things I've learned over the years, (one a kid's book), and the other on what I've learned about dealing with depression and trauma (A few decades worth of pretty continual effort). Now that I've miraculously found myself on the other side. (Only to suddenly find myself reprocessing some stuff the last year and a half or so, and just since joining here, realizing there might be other things I never allowed myself to recognize as such because it paled in comparison to the rest of it, and/or because nobody ever let me recognize it as such. ) but I digress... 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		