Hello.
I was diagnosed with Asperger Syndrome when I was 13. I have known that I am "different" since the age of 7 or 8 through intuition and experience with my peers. It sent me into a deep, ten-year long depression. My teen years were a wash. I had the good fortune to be accepted by a good crowd in high school but other than that I was deeply withdrawn and ended the second decade of my life with a massive psychotic breakdown that required two hospitalizations.
The last five years (I will be 24 in a week) have been good to me. I've stabilized and gained an enormous degree of insight into my condition, regarding both Aspergers and my mental illness. The latter is totally under control but as we all know (say it with me) THERE IS NO CURE FOR ASPERGERS. This is where my quandary starts. I have been reading a lot of self-help material to the effect that in order to be happy and effective, you've got to accept yourself the way you are. Makes sense, right? Of course all of these guides were written by people not suffering from a developmental disorder. And believe me I have suffered from it. I can accept myself all I want, but to my understanding, all that accomplishes is to make me a bigger target for peoples' intolerance and prejudices. I've gotten by well on the assumption that the less I say and the more out of the spotlight I stay, the better off I am.
Unfortunately, you can't exactly thrive in life by hiding yourself away like some kind of contraband. But I know from past experience that if I give myself away I will be insulted, mocked, and humiliated. Which really puts into the question the idea that I'm "okay the way I am." Maybe I'm not. But I don't know how to go about changing. I don't like it, but I figure it must be easier to change myself than to sit on my thumb and expect the world to change.
The real problem is that I am high-functioning enough to be able to empathize with people when they give me funny looks, because I know I am "strange," but something in my stupid brain is wired so that I can't do anything about it. It's like the "monkey-see, monkey-do" part of my humanity is missing or something. I'm a master of theory but a failure in practice.
So yes, I was diagnosed by a doctor after years of observation and therapy, and I cannot for the life of me understand those of you who have been actively seeking a diagnosis. If you have any reason to believe that you are not on the autistic spectrum, I say run with it! I have been trying to convince myself that I don't have AS for years.
Oh yeah, I'm new here.