ASD DIAGNOSIS

You comments about anxiety, depression and alcohol abuse are very familiar to me.  And as you say, those more immediate problems do so often lead doctors to overlook the underlying causes that fuel them.

When I hit University in my late teens, I saw everyone around me drinking and having a good time, and got it into my head that alcohol was a miracle wonder-drug for making people sociable.  I assumed that it would somehow overcome the social deficits that made partying and dating so difficult for me.

A little over a year later, I had flunked my course, drank away all my money, pushed away my friends, contemplated ending my life, and finally ended up at the health centre with physical problems caused by malnutrition.

Getting drunk had become more essential to me than eating, and was no longer something I did to help me socialise, but to mask the loneliness of finding no place in the world that fitted me.  According to the doctors, however, I was just "being a typical 'emo' student", and I was sent away with little more than some dietary advice and a bottle of milk of magnesia.

I'm fortunate that I did manage to control my drinking by making a hard and fast rule never to drink alone again - which I stick to still.  But I have still had periods since them when I have been a binger, either of alcohol or other "substances".  Touch wood, I have now had that under control for nearly a decade now, but I know that I can never be complacent about it, and still feel the temptation often.

If you are still receiving help for anxiety, depression or addiction, or feel that you wish to again, I recommend that the people helping you should be informed of your diagnosis, even if you prefer not to disclose to family and friends.  Since an autism diagnosis was first suggested to me, the outcome from talking therapies, in particular, has been greatly improved by a better understanding of the difference between the traits of autism, and the traits of mental illness or addiction.  If there is a special autism service or disability advice organisation near you that has counsellors with specific training, all the better.

The identity issue you mention I think comes in part having led our lives "acting a part" out in the world, desperate to hide our "weirdness" because we cannot explain it either to ourselves or anyone else.

Even after just these few months, I am already finding the "real Trog" being slowly revealed to me, and I have resolved that I am not going to play the "pretending to be normal" game any more.  If there are people who don't like that, then I don't need them in my life, and the loss is theirs not mine.

Too many tears to write more now.  Best wishes - I look forward to speaking to you again soon.

You comments about anxiety, depression and alcohol abuse are very familiar to me.  And as you say, those more immediate problems do so often lead doctors to overlook the underlying causes that fuel them.

When I hit University in my late teens, I saw everyone around me drinking and having a good time, and got it into my head that alcohol was a miracle wonder-drug for making people sociable.  I assumed that it would somehow overcome the social deficits that made partying and dating so difficult for me.

A little over a year later, I had flunked my course, drank away all my money, pushed away my friends, contemplated ending my life, and finally ended up at the health centre with physical problems caused by malnutrition.

Getting drunk had become more essential to me than eating, and was no longer something I did to help me socialise, but to mask the loneliness of finding no place in the world that fitted me.  According to the doctors, however, I was just "being a typical 'emo' student", and I was sent away with little more than some dietary advice and a bottle of milk of magnesia.

I'm fortunate that I did manage to control my drinking by making a hard and fast rule never to drink alone again - which I stick to still.  But I have still had periods since them when I have been a binger, either of alcohol or other "substances".  Touch wood, I have now had that under control for nearly a decade now, but I know that I can never be complacent about it, and still feel the temptation often.

If you are still receiving help for anxiety, depression or addiction, or feel that you wish to again, I recommend that the people helping you should be informed of your diagnosis, even if you prefer not to disclose to family and friends.  Since an autism diagnosis was first suggested to me, the outcome from talking therapies, in particular, has been greatly improved by a better understanding of the difference between the traits of autism, and the traits of mental illness or addiction.  If there is a special autism service or disability advice organisation near you that has counsellors with specific training, all the better.

The identity issue you mention I think comes in part having led our lives "acting a part" out in the world, desperate to hide our "weirdness" because we cannot explain it either to ourselves or anyone else.

Even after just these few months, I am already finding the "real Trog" being slowly revealed to me, and I have resolved that I am not going to play the "pretending to be normal" game any more.  If there are people who don't like that, then I don't need them in my life, and the loss is theirs not mine.

Too many tears to write more now.  Best wishes - I look forward to speaking to you again soon.