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Cake day: June 11th, 2023

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  • You keep assuming that people don’t use their self diagnosis as a springboard to work on themselves and finally having the right tools to do so. A lot of people don’t use their self diagnosis to feel special, it’s an explanation to them for why they are the way they are and how to help themselves.

    A lot of us self diagnosed people are part of the lost generation mentioned in one of the papers above. When I was a child, autism without a learning disability wasn’t even recognized. It just didn’t exist and I had to cope until I went into burnout several times. It took until I found a young therapist to even learn that my problems might be caused by autism. My GP still is of the opinion I couldn’t be autistic because I can look into his eyes.

    (And for what it’s worth, I’m not officially diagnosed because in my city of close to 2mil people there are exactly two places that diagnose adults and only one of them has experience diagnosing women.)





  • Personally, I wear noise cancelling headphones and listen to audiobooks but not music while shopping when I go alone.

    When I go shopping with my husband I always wear my Loop engage. They come in several colors and there’s a pink version that (for me) is almost invisible. I can still hold a conversation and hear people talking to me but it’s way less noisy.


  • Spinach feta quiche or Käsespätzle (a special kind of pasta, fried with onions and cheese). Some days I need a chicken nugget burger from Burger King. There’s just something about that soft burger bun with just slightly crispy chicken nuggets that I crave sometimes.

    Comfort food is a lot more about texture than taste to me.


  • Lhianna@feddit.detoAutism@lemmy.worldOn Self-Diagnosis
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    1 year ago

    Thank you! I don’t really wish to be someone else. I just spent the first 20 years of my life being told and thinking I was stupid, lazy and incapable of making friends. The next 20 years were spent masking extremely well and passing for “normal”, except for those total breakdowns every couple of years when I couldn’t really eat, sleep or communicate for a few weeks. I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety, PTSD etc. but the meds and therapy didn’t really help that much. Finally I got a new therapist, a young one, fresh from uni and full of new information and ideas and after reading my file she made me take tests for ADHD and autism. Both were pretty conclusive but she’s not licensed to diagnose it. I got diagnosed with ADHD almost two years ago and got meds and better help but there’s still a lot of grief for all the years that could have been better and that’s what makes me wish to be different sometimes.