Today, I received my first official diagnosis. For the first time in my life, I was diagnosed by a modern specialist: Asperger syndrome. This diagnosis has only been recognized in my country for the past ten years, and it is even more challenging to diagnose in women.
This revelation has changed everything I have worked on until now. I realize that I am neither ill nor crazy, and my social difficulties have clear explanations. I’m relieved to know that there are no medications required for my condition—aside from 5-HTP and GABA—because I truly dislike taking medications.
My mother thought I was just lazy and many people were confused with my behavior. She didn't care about me because I was an extremely hard kid to communicate with and after my sister was born, my mother just wanted me to earn money for them (which was impossible due to my condition which nobody believed in). I struggled when I left home at 20, but it was a relief not to be under the pressure of being labeled a "damaged kid," especially since I have a successful stepsister and two stepbrothers, which gave my parents alternatives.
I have searched for answers my entire life, and I was only diagnosed properly now, at 34 (almost 35). I went through hell, and that was an incredible experience.
My passions are new experiences, bicycle and yoga. I love learning about people and studying their behaviors. Nice to meet you!
Today, 3:24 am
