Published on 12, July, 2020
I was formally diagnosed some time last year. 46, male. I have been lurking here since then, making the odd post, not quite sure what to do with myself.
I have imposter syndrome as is the way. But trying to solve it is a dead end.
I am somewhat at peace with the diagnosis, or maybe at truce, with a sortof "deal with it later" kind of arrangement, endlessly pushed back.. Thought the diagnosis would bring peace and assistance. Nope.
46, male. 3 degrees, no job, that kind of deal. Massive social phobia. Executive dysfunction. A wheel spinning in the mud. Lots of internalised self criticism.
I am, honestly very lonely, in a prison of sorts that I have always been in. Though there are cracks. Its been sad in my head for most of my life, so I try not to think about it.
I have a girlfriend who is the kindest person I have met, and one friend.
Trying to build a jewellery business. Won't post the link, will seem like spam. That's my focus atm though. Self learning, trying to get as good as I can. Dichotomy of control keeps me on the process, not outcome. Or I try.
I am a person of contrast.
Anyway, that's probably enough for an intro.
I just wanted to say hi
Hi.
Spob.
Thanks, Mate.
I'm a Bum with a Degree, myself. It was only my family's hard work that kept me afloat. But it's never too late to learn.
You are you. That's the most important thing to know.
Thanks Desmond