Johannes88 wrote:
Yeah, how do you know?
Oh. Where do I even start? Well, for childhood signs, I had a very hard time making friends, and I got made fun of pretty much as long as I can remember. I excelled in reading and art. My sister tells me I used to rock back and forth violently when I got upset, and if I got really upset over particular things I would bash my head into the wall repeatedly. I've also done leg stimming since I was little (I remember my grandma would try to hold my legs still and I would tell her "I can't, I can't").
I also developed obsessions with a few topics at a very young age that I still have. As I grew up I slowly realized how different I was from everybody else. The bullying became severe in 5th grade, so bad that I would go down the hall looking at the floor, with my hands up to my chest doing what I now know is stimming. Around 13 years old, I started to study the way people dressed and I decided I would "try to fit in". I tried to dress "cool" but I still was bullied for being weird. Around 15 and half, I realized I didn't get it and stopped trying to fit in. I continued to excel in art, music, and reading, but failed everything else because I didn't understand it the way the teachers were teaching us. I've had to reteach myself a number of subjects. Math for instance. I can't do math unless I picture the numbers as words in my head.
I have what I now know are severe meltdowns. The only thing I could relate it to was an anxiety attack, but the descriptions of classic anxiety attacks never matched up with these uncontrollable things that happened. They happen whenever an important plan is abruptly changed, when I was forced to look my aunt or uncle in the eyes, when an important part of my schedule is taken away (ex: not being allowed to call my dad, or having music taken away.), or when I am verbally attacked. During these I usually start out crying and trying to explain how I feel, but I can't. I can't say the words in my head. Then, if the person doesn't leave me alone to let it out, or they touch me, I either react violently or I fall into the fetal position, usually rocking, and scream at the top of my lungs. In my younger teenage years I would break dishes and kick things. All of this, entirely involuntary. I don't want to do it, it just happens.
So either I have ASD/Asperger's, or it's psychological, which I doubt. But that's why I'm going to a doctor, I have no idea.
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Officially DXed: ASD. Un DXed: EDNOS (Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified).
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