I have desired for over a month to try to commit my thoughts and feelings to an article where I house such things, but inspiration to compose escapes me. I am no nearer knowing how to proceed so I am writing to write to begin the process expecting there to be major revisions.
First, June Twenty-Twenty-one has come to have as much significance as other dates I consider ‘Life Events’.
With almost crippling anxiety I arrived at the offices of Emily Crawford-Thompson for my second of three visits, the formal evaluation visit. I had read of others considering the testing to be arduous but did not really credit it. Now I feel that they must have been describing their experience with reservation. When finally done, it was all I could do to ask when I would know the results. With profound compassion, she told me that she had already confirmed my diagnosis of Asperger’s. A floodgate of feelings of relief and lifelong questions answered rushed through me and I started sobbing in my weird way. She said Asperger’s, so while it will be a diagnosis of Autism Spectrum Disorder, she did confirm that it was of a character in keeping with the retired distinction of “Asperger’s”.