I have been doing quite a bit of research lately into something that has been bugging me for quite sometime, and after a little digging I finally realize why I've been feeling the way I have been for my entire life. I have Aspergers Syndrome, and while I don't have an official diagnosis, I fit nearly every characteristic and symptom that would classify me as such, and I also don't need some silly piece of paper that would probably cost too much money to tell me something I already know. Thinking back, I kind of knew all along that I fell somewhere on the Autistic scale, but just never knew to what degree, and especially didn't know that I would fall so hard into the Aspie category. This would explain my depression/anxiety, my lack of knowledge on social cues, lack of an ability to make friends, and so on.
Despite the awful implications of having Asperger's, I honestly feel better knowing what is wrong with me. I plan on talking to my therapist and getting a referral for an official diagnostic, just to prove to others around me, namely my family, that I'm not "just being a teenager" or "being ridiculous" because I honestly hate that and have a deep desire to prove them wrong, even if it means casting an official label and claiming a life debilitating disability. I don't yet know how long it will take to get tested and diagnosed, because I've heard it could be a while before a doctor can see me, but what I do know is that I finally have an answer to my identity and where I fit in the scheme of things. I am actually happy for the first time in a very, very long time.
 Ech0 B0t · Sat Feb 22, 2014 @ 12:20pm · 1 Comments |
