Not a faker

Had a chat with the 'head honcho autism psychologist' yesterday. Final meeting before my official result, which I'll get on the 12th of July.

She wanted to make sure that there's no severe comorbid stuff going on.

After about 30 minutes, she was like: "I think I've heard enough to complete your file. Your treatment-psychologist says you're having sleepless nights about this results meeting. Do you want to know what the result will be?" 
Me: "Eerh.. hell yeah. I don't like waiting. And I need some sleep."
Her: "Ok. It's a slam dunk, easy peasy, why-did-nobody-catch-this-before, full-on ASD. You are not a faker*, not hypochondriac. And you probably got through a spell of PTSD when younger. You're made if tough stuff, but it's time to allow yourself to get help." 
Me: "OMG. I don't know how I feel now."

*I've been thinking that I was a fake-Autist for the past 6 months or so. Seems like I'm not. Seems like it's real.

Jeez. She poked through my mask of "I'm doing fine" within 30 minutes. Damn. Not sure if I'm happy or sad or both.

Sorry

Sorry, I'm kinda quiet lately. 

I've started the diagnostics for ASD, a good few weeks ago. That takes up way more energy than I ever thought was possible. But, hopefully, I'll have the results of all these tests soon: JULY 12 is the day!

Watch this space! :)