@1ForAll it brings me a great deal of comfort to read your wife has such a similar experience to me. I know it’s illogical to think this, but it has felt like everybody on the planet has interests but me.
I was also incorrectly diagnosed in my teens as someone with Borderline Personality Disorder, Depression and Anxiety. I always knew those terms didn’t fully encompass my experience, which lead me to years of absorbing self-help material, which lead to a lot of self-analyzation, which lead me to discover I am Autistic. I recently went in for a private diagnosis, so it is official that I have Autism at least. I am really considering going back to the same person who has an interest in ADHD, to see if he thinks I also have that. There was a screening for ADHD within my Autism assessment, although it was just an answer sheet which didn’t provide a full picture of my struggles. I also don’t think I present outwardly as someone with obvious ADHD, at least in that sort of a setting.
I think if I went back for an ADHD assessment, I would do a similar thing to that which I did for my Autism assessment, which was writing around 20 pages of notes about life events pointing to Autism. It was actually a lot more than that, I included sections on my younger years, behaviours, interactions, processing, transitioning, task initiation/completion, school, naivety, concerning events/behaviours, theory of mind, motor function, food and exercise, physical health, head injuries, mental health, sleep, sensory sensitivity, repetitive behaviours, and special interests over time. I also included a transcript from my mother, notes of her own, and all of my school reports. The assessor took about half an hour of the assessment just reading my notes and asking the occasional question, before performing the ADOS 2 assessment. He was very impressed with my memory and that I’d written all the notes myself.
I can’t help but feel quite disappointed that the public mental health system I was engaged in for years missed the obvious signs, both in the child and the adult systems. I have gone back through my notes from that time and can see written plain as day, things that point to the possibility of Autism. I know many people get diagnosed much later in life than I do, but it is still sad that I could have received help much earlier if my parents had pushed for it, and if the public mental health system was better equipped and funded properly. Another thing I can’t change, but I do wonder what life would have been like anyway.
I agree I should be focusing my energies on my own problems, on things I can change. I used to tell people when everything is crap, to find one area of your life you do have the power to change, and to focus all of your energy there. I used to follow that advice to a degree too, but right now it’s tricky. We are all allowed to have hard times and maybe it is my resistance to this that is part of the problem – perhaps me wanting the difficulties to end so soon is exactly what is perpetuating them, because I haven’t ridden them out and let them be. Or perhaps I’m resisting the good parts too, that I do know a bit of stuff and I can do a few things, and my refusal to acknowledge this stifles any chance of it becoming more.
When I read over what I write when I try to explain my difficulties, there are so many “extremes” used, like:
“nothing”
“everything”
“don’t”
“can’t”
It's like I’m blocking any room for things to be better. Maybe it’s because that thinking is so comfortable after having to think like this my whole life, out of fear. To change that thinking, I’d need to get my fear under control, I’m not sure how to do that. It feels like cheating in a way to use medication, but I feel like if I could get myself in a place where I am only having one or two thoughts at a time rather than many more, I could focus my attention away from panicking and onto doing things I want to get done. Then I would have action-based evidence behind me showing me differently to how I have always thought.
Yes, I’m very fortunate to live with the people I do/did. It’s just me and the landlord now (who is also my support person) as my housemate has just moved closer to town, which has been hard but I can still see her regularly as she’s only 20 mins away. I see a lot of Autistic traits in my landlord also, but he isn’t very interested in pursuing the idea, however he is very supportive of our journeys.
When it comes to interreacting with people, I am polite to and considerate of all, but I am extremely picky about who I voluntarily give my time to. I wouldn’t touch people like my mother with a 10ft pole if I had the choice, but with mum I don’t, and I want to spend the rest of their lives loving them, not hating them (which was how I used to feel, and I’d avoid them completely). I do agree with what you said, and I will continue to spend my time with more considerate and open-minded people.
I think I must be exactly where I’m supposed to be, and when I’m ready, I will change. I will most likely be ready once I understand things a bit more, and writing them out here to you and to others is helping a lot. So thank you for reading and sharing about your wife, and to everyone else who wrote to me too. It is nice and unfamiliar to feel supported by several people at once.
I was also incorrectly diagnosed in my teens as someone with Borderline Personality Disorder, Depression and Anxiety. I always knew those terms didn’t fully encompass my experience, which lead me to years of absorbing self-help material, which lead to a lot of self-analyzation, which lead me to discover I am Autistic. I recently went in for a private diagnosis, so it is official that I have Autism at least. I am really considering going back to the same person who has an interest in ADHD, to see if he thinks I also have that. There was a screening for ADHD within my Autism assessment, although it was just an answer sheet which didn’t provide a full picture of my struggles. I also don’t think I present outwardly as someone with obvious ADHD, at least in that sort of a setting.
I think if I went back for an ADHD assessment, I would do a similar thing to that which I did for my Autism assessment, which was writing around 20 pages of notes about life events pointing to Autism. It was actually a lot more than that, I included sections on my younger years, behaviours, interactions, processing, transitioning, task initiation/completion, school, naivety, concerning events/behaviours, theory of mind, motor function, food and exercise, physical health, head injuries, mental health, sleep, sensory sensitivity, repetitive behaviours, and special interests over time. I also included a transcript from my mother, notes of her own, and all of my school reports. The assessor took about half an hour of the assessment just reading my notes and asking the occasional question, before performing the ADOS 2 assessment. He was very impressed with my memory and that I’d written all the notes myself.
I can’t help but feel quite disappointed that the public mental health system I was engaged in for years missed the obvious signs, both in the child and the adult systems. I have gone back through my notes from that time and can see written plain as day, things that point to the possibility of Autism. I know many people get diagnosed much later in life than I do, but it is still sad that I could have received help much earlier if my parents had pushed for it, and if the public mental health system was better equipped and funded properly. Another thing I can’t change, but I do wonder what life would have been like anyway.
I agree I should be focusing my energies on my own problems, on things I can change. I used to tell people when everything is crap, to find one area of your life you do have the power to change, and to focus all of your energy there. I used to follow that advice to a degree too, but right now it’s tricky. We are all allowed to have hard times and maybe it is my resistance to this that is part of the problem – perhaps me wanting the difficulties to end so soon is exactly what is perpetuating them, because I haven’t ridden them out and let them be. Or perhaps I’m resisting the good parts too, that I do know a bit of stuff and I can do a few things, and my refusal to acknowledge this stifles any chance of it becoming more.
When I read over what I write when I try to explain my difficulties, there are so many “extremes” used, like:
“nothing”
“everything”
“don’t”
“can’t”
It's like I’m blocking any room for things to be better. Maybe it’s because that thinking is so comfortable after having to think like this my whole life, out of fear. To change that thinking, I’d need to get my fear under control, I’m not sure how to do that. It feels like cheating in a way to use medication, but I feel like if I could get myself in a place where I am only having one or two thoughts at a time rather than many more, I could focus my attention away from panicking and onto doing things I want to get done. Then I would have action-based evidence behind me showing me differently to how I have always thought.
Yes, I’m very fortunate to live with the people I do/did. It’s just me and the landlord now (who is also my support person) as my housemate has just moved closer to town, which has been hard but I can still see her regularly as she’s only 20 mins away. I see a lot of Autistic traits in my landlord also, but he isn’t very interested in pursuing the idea, however he is very supportive of our journeys.
When it comes to interreacting with people, I am polite to and considerate of all, but I am extremely picky about who I voluntarily give my time to. I wouldn’t touch people like my mother with a 10ft pole if I had the choice, but with mum I don’t, and I want to spend the rest of their lives loving them, not hating them (which was how I used to feel, and I’d avoid them completely). I do agree with what you said, and I will continue to spend my time with more considerate and open-minded people.
I think I must be exactly where I’m supposed to be, and when I’m ready, I will change. I will most likely be ready once I understand things a bit more, and writing them out here to you and to others is helping a lot. So thank you for reading and sharing about your wife, and to everyone else who wrote to me too. It is nice and unfamiliar to feel supported by several people at once.