New to Autism at 51!
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I don't actually have a formal diagnosis(?) however two psychiatrist, a psychologist and my new G.P. all tell me Autism with ADHD has been my problem for the last 50 years. I never did any good at life but this makes sense why. Failed at school, no j... View more
I don't actually have a formal diagnosis(?) however two psychiatrist, a psychologist and my new G.P. all tell me Autism with ADHD has been my problem for the last 50 years. I never did any good at life but this makes sense why. Failed at school, no job past a few years before meltdown, no longer working and living only on the generosity of others. I would assess my general mood as despairing. See I REALLY want a new motorbike I can't afford it and it's causing me a great deal of "pain" for want of a better word. I tried a group therapy thing for ADHD but I swear a lot which breaks their rules. I can't tolerate rules I disagree with so I gave that up! I'm fortunate to have good access to mental health treatment however none of them seem to understand me. I'm told I have very black and white thinking but, for the life of me, I just don't understand this "grey" that everyone else seems to get. I'm looking to start a dance group. I can't dance but I like music LOUD! I was planning on just cranking up the music in my shed and start moving. For exercise. I'm pretty over weight and have lots of injuries from when I was younger. At least I can move at my own pace. I'm sort of hoping people in my neighbourhood might feel encouraged to join me. Like a social exercise group. I'm not really sure how to reach out but I think people are sadder than they make out. Maybe we can all be a little silly and have a laugh at ourselves! I am finding the whole Autism experience a little daunting. I always believed one day I'd find the "magic pill" and "get better". Now I know that's not possible I'm not sure where to turn. Well that's me introduced. I'm not complicated but I have been struggling. Maybe some people here can share a joke so we can have a laugh. I can start with a funny story. I bake cookies for a lady whose husband has dementia. They are to help the gentleman suffering to sleep better. My Dad was staying at my place one night, looking after my dog, when he found the cookies I was to deliver in a few days. Not knowing, he had a few with a cuppa. I received a phone call from my mother the next morning explaining how Dad had a stroke and was in hospital. They thought it was strange he could pass some tests, and he seemed a lot better the next morning. So I had to explain my cookies to my Mum, a Cardiologist, two nurses and a General Physician! Everybody laughed except the Cardiologist who wanted a cookie "for research!"
