Published on 12, July, 2020
Hi there i have just been diagnosed with ASD and you could say my journey is one less travelled.
I feel i have been fighting ASD all my life as a early diagnosis was never made. i never got that opportunity.I often wondered why something was never right.
my first year lead me to loosing my job due to ASD, i was already depressed and anxious but it lead to further depression,
my second year my doctor finally referred me to a physcologist which by the #
third year i was told i needed referring to learning diffuculties classes ,a whole year went by eventually leading to my fourth year they finally diagnosed me with dsylexia
i was sent for another years course to overcome this dsylexia in which at the end of this they told me they could no longer help me and i was referred back to my doctor
in the fifth year my doctor had exhausted all other avenues and i was referred to heathy minds. as i had already been to most of the institutions who offered help
in my sixth year my doctor finally referred me to a clinic for a ASD assesment .finally in my seventh year i was diagnosed with ASD and learning diffuculties.This lead to futher depression and anxiety which was linked to the ASD.
Now my doctor has referred me to a psychiatrist for them to get me the correct help i need.
I feel the best way to deal with ASD is to keep fighting it, As it has given me strength
as my writing is somewhat lacking, i have had to beg someone to help me get this put in writing what i have been through.
and still my journey is now carrying on .
Today at 3.0p.m. on sunday 11th Ocotber, i discussed my assesment of ASD which i had received a few days ago. My wife read and explained it to me ,and it bought tears to my eyes.
My wife asked me what was the matter ,which made me even more upset. She asked again whats wrong, I had to think of what to say.I replied there was nothing wrong She asked well why the tears.I replied to her i am not sad , they are tears of Joy.
This feeling of joy i had never experienced before in my life and i felt so overwelmed and lucky to feel this . My wife asked me what was the feeling like and i said it is hard to explain, but all i could manage to say was i could kiss the hand of my doctor [removed by mod].He was the only one who helped me besides my friend [removed by mod] who prayed for me .I have seen several other Doctors in the last seven years who was unable to help me .I feel i have been hanging on knifes edge for the last seven years full of deep cuts .
My highs and lows have given me so much experience, hopefully one day i will be able to share and help other people.Just like the support and understanding that you are giving me .There is more to this story which i would like to share with you but i feel even on this site people will think i am crazy.
I would like to say Thank you. Thank you .Thank you
P.S i had my wife write this for me