Hi,
I found out about WP, and began to seriously consider autism and/or Asperger's as a possibility, only very recently. I was diagnosed with clinical depression and anxiety around age 14, and spent a number of years in both individual and family therapy, taking meds, and generally struggling with living a normal life. Sometime during my Sophomore year of High School, I began skipping classes so frequently that I wound up with a 0.0 GPA, which resulted in me being kicked out of regular HS. As a last ditch effort, I submitted a portfolio of artwork and writing to an arts & communications magnet school and was accepted, but dropped out entirely after a year. After a particularly bad experience with the drug Effexor, I also stopped taking meds. I moved out of my Mom's house at age 17.
I'm now 27 and with each new year, it seems like my life has deteriorated further and further. I had been working as a home equity service agent at a bank, but after about a year and a half, suffered some kind of mental breakdown and walked out of my job after weeks of severe anxiety that was causing me to miss literally days of work and clash with my immediate manager. For the most part, most of my jobs have lasted 1-2 years, largely due to similar buildups, though the bank was the only time I've actually walked out. That was in 2005 or thereabouts. I decided after that to pursue college, and had been doing reasonably well, but suffered a back injury of some kind that forced me to drop any non-online courses. Unfortunately, that also meant the disqualification of my financial aid. I was able to pay for a couple of terms on my own, but have been unemployed and out of school since January of '08. I'm technically living independently, but only because my girlfriend is effectively supporting me, which makes me feel even worse. We've been together for a miraculous 6 years, save for a month of being broken up, which was initiated as part of my breakdown.
I really don't know whether I have AS or autism, but part of what brought me here is that whenever I read about these things, I find myself relating to a lot of it. I obsessively and habitually make lists, bite my lips and fingers to the point of bleeding, have trouble making eye contact (and when I do, it's so deliberate that I feel like I'm staring a hole through their face), and tend to be overly verbose. Socially, I have a lot of acquaintances, but few (if any) close friends and consistently have difficulty maintaining these relationships. I'm described as aloof or reclusive, and when not working, sometimes see nobody but my girlfriend for weeks at a time. Few people call or write, and as I've gotten older, I'm noticing that while I was once comfortable and able to meet people online, conversations now seem strained or awkward, and I'm finding it more difficult to express a healthy sense of humor or approachability.
Anyway, outside of all that rambling, I listen to electronic music, draw, play video games, read, watch foreign films and silly sci-fi stuff, drink good beer, and once in awhile, attempt to cook.