Please forgive me if I ramble as I write this but I am experiencing the worst depression of my life, a life characterized by depression. For a long time now I feel like an utterly incompetent human being. Since the tragedy of covid this perception has only gained in strength. I want to be better able to communicate with others but have failed to find a way to do it. This has only worsened further since I was diagnosed back in 2017, something that I still seem to have failed to have come to terms with. Sorry about the weird phrasing but my brain feels as if it's having an intellectual seizure. I feel so far from the world now that I am not sure I can ever reach it again. Being a carer for my disabled wife is a role that has swallowed me up. It feels like there is no time in my own life for me, for working on me.
I really want to improve my ability to connect with others but I can't find a way to do it. I have even failed to connect with the autistic community in any meaningful way. It seems as if there is never enough time. Here's an irony for you. A couple of years ago I bought a copy of the famous book about time management called 'Getting Things Done' but I found trying to set up the systems recommended so overwhelming I had to stop trying for the sake of my mental health. I think that stripped away the last remnants of my motivation. I'm sorry, I'll get to the point now.
I have two major issues. My executive functioning is catastrophically poor and my communication skills have withered away into dust. I used to have at least some facility with the written word but that seems to have left me too. I know that there is no moving forwards in life until I find some way to tackle those two. The problem is that when I'm stressed my ability to tackled either is lost. I seem to be permanently stressed. Yesterday I tried to write a journal entry about everything but the words kept getting stuck in the knot in my chest.
As I write this I realize that I have not come to terms with my diagnosis and have completely failed to step into my identity as an aspie. When I watch younger members of the autistic community on you tube etc. being so open about themselves and so comfortable in their autistic skins I am genuinely in awe. For me, someone who grew in in the seventies being different mean being a freak. i learned to hide anything that was different and have endured a lifetime of anxiety and depression as a consequence.
I realize that I need help but have no one to approach. What do you think. How can I begin to step into my autistic identity? How can I improve my ability to be in the world and be me? How do I stop being so overwhelmed all the time? Should I, in some way, come out as an aspie? And, how the hell do I learn to connect more deeply with others or simply be comfortable being around them? Feel like I'm in the middle of a Forrest in a thick fog. I don't want to be where I am but I can't see a way forward.
I would really appreciate any ideas, strategies, or resources you could share. Thanks.
I really want to improve my ability to connect with others but I can't find a way to do it. I have even failed to connect with the autistic community in any meaningful way. It seems as if there is never enough time. Here's an irony for you. A couple of years ago I bought a copy of the famous book about time management called 'Getting Things Done' but I found trying to set up the systems recommended so overwhelming I had to stop trying for the sake of my mental health. I think that stripped away the last remnants of my motivation. I'm sorry, I'll get to the point now.
I have two major issues. My executive functioning is catastrophically poor and my communication skills have withered away into dust. I used to have at least some facility with the written word but that seems to have left me too. I know that there is no moving forwards in life until I find some way to tackle those two. The problem is that when I'm stressed my ability to tackled either is lost. I seem to be permanently stressed. Yesterday I tried to write a journal entry about everything but the words kept getting stuck in the knot in my chest.
As I write this I realize that I have not come to terms with my diagnosis and have completely failed to step into my identity as an aspie. When I watch younger members of the autistic community on you tube etc. being so open about themselves and so comfortable in their autistic skins I am genuinely in awe. For me, someone who grew in in the seventies being different mean being a freak. i learned to hide anything that was different and have endured a lifetime of anxiety and depression as a consequence.
I realize that I need help but have no one to approach. What do you think. How can I begin to step into my autistic identity? How can I improve my ability to be in the world and be me? How do I stop being so overwhelmed all the time? Should I, in some way, come out as an aspie? And, how the hell do I learn to connect more deeply with others or simply be comfortable being around them? Feel like I'm in the middle of a Forrest in a thick fog. I don't want to be where I am but I can't see a way forward.
I would really appreciate any ideas, strategies, or resources you could share. Thanks.