Somewhere back in the dim distant past (a fortnight ago), before I really started to post, I saw this thread, but couldn't quite bring myself to contribute. Now, I'm boring the appendages off everyone. So it goes.
Anyway, 58 here (although I've been calling myself 59 recently - is that senility, or living in the future?).
Suggested as AS March last year, self diagnosed withing a month, officially last December.
I guess this is about the first birthday of my having heard the magic words - AS.
According to my parents, I was reading the newspapers at age three. I have an interesting excuse for my awful handwriting - I had developed flowing copperplate script writing before going to Junior school, where they forced me to go back to writing in CAPITALS. So it goes.
What else... never had any problems flying through the educational system and computer programming as a career. Had one pretty successful relationship way back when, but have never quite managed another (so far).
Have vaguely burnt out at the moment, which is how I got to find out about (my) AS.
On an upbeat note to my current "burnt out" state, I think of it more as a "Roman Candle" firework. One fireball has just fizzled out. I can hear the hissing building up, just prior to another spectacular fireball exploding up and out.
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Oh! And I take my coffee white, no sugar.
Instant is fine.
Mind you, I'd have a Greek coffee if there was one going... still no sugar. But I'd love a piece of Baklava...