julieann123

Oh no I think that might just be me - I just happen to have come from a family of rude, abrupt Londoners

I thought it was just me!!! For the last 12 years I've worked mainly from home, because I hate dealing with confrontation at work - which tends to happen in an office environment because I can't stand inefficiency/injustice/mess (unnecessary wiring and cables is enough to get me in a rage!). I always tried to deal with confrontation in a professional manner, then would basically, cry, then shout, then quit on the spot. Now I work part-time for a lady who knows pretty much everything about me and my traits and foibles, and she is brilliant. If I cope badly or am hideously disorganised in what I do, she takes it with good humour because she knows things will get done, just not in the manner or the order that someone else might do them. I also spent the first 3 months getting lost trying to find the toilet - and its only a small building... (Afterthought: I just remembered I once quit a job in Debenhams linens dept because I couldn't cope with people unfolding the towels and then not putting them back right...)

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Ha! I have learned to quite enjoy the madness, rudeness, stuckupedness! You've got to have some pleasures in life after all

Hi - It took me two years (!) to get the CBT finally started. I'd had two bereavements as well, these were three days apart, which was a nightmare (my sister, 37, and my older son's father). To be honest I think I'd already done a lot of thinking and crying etc during those 2 years, but I have to say the CBT really helped me to let a lot of stuff go that I didn't know I still had inside. But the CBT shifted quite early on to family dynamics and coping strategies, etc, which is how I've ended up being referred for this possible AS. I also talked and talked and talked about it, probably until I bored people, but if it helps then do it. I think you most importantly need to have the right therapist - I have left therapy so many times over the years because I just hated the people I was seeing (I am hideously intolerant of people in general and quite antisocial), but with this counsellor its really working out. Keep plugging away and bugging doctors until you get the right person, and good luck. Let me know how you are getting on

It's such a RELIEF to hear about other people experiencing the same thing! I just thought I was a bit mad, and so (like I'm sure lots of us do) I covered it up - kept things in boxes, etc. I also have a large collection of unused drawing books that I dare not actually use, and yet I still buy more of them, and can't bear to throw them away.

Thats really weird - having only just joined I never thought about this being linked to AS, but I was terrible as a child. Not so bad by far now (I'm 38) although last week I drove past a half-flat child's ball by the side of the road, and I worried about it all week, until I had to go try and find it! So glad to hear other experiences of this

Hi everyone I am a 38 year-old woman who, after 20 or so years of diagnoses ranging from depression to Post-Traumatic Stress, am finally waiting to see a Consultant Psychiatrist who agrees I probably have AS. This only came about after I began having Cognitive Behavioural Therapy for a bereavement! To be honest its a relief after all these years, I feel as though I am on a bit of a journey and its amazing to realise after 38 years that maybe I'm not mad, rude, stuck-up, etc etc. I'd be interested to hear the views/experiences of other women who were diagnosed during adulthood, esp in the Kent area.