Middle aged ASD diagnosis.......and stuffed?

Hello,

So after more than half a lifetime of feeling different and never really understanding other people, I have received an ASD diagnosis 3 months shy of my 48th birthday Dizzy face. I have suffered from 'depression and anxiety' throughout adulthood, and have been working my way through the NHS library of SSRIs and SNRIs as each successive medication appeared to lose its efficacy. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on how you see things, I have been able to mask, compensate and 'sort of manage' too effectively over the years for anyone to ask serious questions until the Covid Lockdowns finally pushed me over the edge.

I kind of understand now how I've ended up where I am, but that doesn't really detract from the frustration of it: getting on for fifty, no 'real' friends, no partner, no plan for the future. And it feels like no time left to do anything about it. As is my way (ha-ha, but not funny) I am desperately trying to work out a plan (my therapist is doing what she can to help), but it feels like I am stuffed.

I'm assuming that someone on here can relate to this?

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  • I can relate to this. I was diagnosed as autistic last year, aged 41. I have suffered from depression and anxiety since I was 16. If I'd known I was autistic back then, I wouldn't have spent a quarter of a century believing I was a bad person.

    But better late than never. I hope you feel welcome here and are comforted by the fact that you are most certainly not alone.

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  • I can relate to this. I was diagnosed as autistic last year, aged 41. I have suffered from depression and anxiety since I was 16. If I'd known I was autistic back then, I wouldn't have spent a quarter of a century believing I was a bad person.

    But better late than never. I hope you feel welcome here and are comforted by the fact that you are most certainly not alone.

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