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It seems that I forgot to introduce myself. I'm a 22 year old philosophy (and psychology) student who lives in London. I was formally diagnosed with ASD last year, and at the age of 12 I was told that I was suspected to have Aspergers. Throughout my life, I've had very little help dealing with Autism but, with a lot of help from me (through sheer necessity during high school) and from my partner, I've been able to improve my social, intellectual and linguistic abilities. My mother used to tell me tales of how terrible I was as an infant: constant screaming; idiomatic and garbled language (I could only construct coherent sentences at the age of six); volcanic tempers; seeming absent-mindedness; a lack of understanding when faced with abstract and metaphorical concepts; no common sense et cetera. I still struggle with various things, but I'm very happy with my progress and I am very grateful for the benefits of having ASD (even if I feel frustrated about having inherited it; it came from my grandfather).

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Good luck with your studies! You are so lucky to have found out about Asperger's while a student. I know that you are probably doing this, but be sure to max out on the support that is given students with Asperger's before you graduate. Had I known previously, it would have been easier job-wise. Keep up the good work!

Cheers!

Tina

Thank you. Sadly, I only received DSA support in my third year because I was only formally diagnosed last year, so I could not take much advantage of support. I have had my student support officer - who is not contain an antagonistic molecule in his body - and my mentor, who is a loquacious treasure and now one of my closest friends, guiding me throughout my degree. To their unwavering credit, they continually struggled to get someone to give me the formal diagnosis, and it finally payed dividends!

Incidentally, my mentor looks and talks remarkably like an amalgamation of Oscar Wilde and Peter Cook: his face is not unlike the moon - as pale and tranquil as marble - and his words burst in nervous fragments like the flames of dying star. His nervousness is not altogether to do with anxiety; I use the word to describe him primarily to convey his 'darting playfulness', not unlike that of dragonfiles, or 'restless inspiration'. Also, he does actually look like a cross between Oscar Wilde and Peter Cook; without the green carnations, the knee-high breeches or the lily-like demeanour of the former, but he certainly does a mean impression of the latter.

Welcome to Wrong Planet!

Thank you very much.

Welkome to WP

Mick