From mums point of view
Wow, I didn't think this would turn into such an essay! Apologies for the length.
From a mothers point of view, sometimes it can be hard to get your kids diagnosed.
When my daughters traits started to show more, in her earlyish teens when you'd expect a person to start to become more independent etc, my daughter started to seem rebellious, was getting into trouble at school for not doing work, disrupting class etc. We had instances of bullying because she was considered weird... hell, my daughter at one point was convinced she was an alien as she had so little in common with most people at school; this in turn lead to bad temper outbursts, including throwing her best friend against a wall; having permanently scarred knuckles from hitting walls in frustration etc etc.
She's also a very intelligent girl but refused to work at school, she had lots of unexplained headaches & fuzzy eyes etc
We tried the school counseling service,, no help.
I had her off to the doctors & referred to behavioral counselors... who would only see her, basically ignored any output from me and then decided as my daughter wouldn't talk to them as by this time she wouldn't talk to people she didn't know well, than they couldn't help... so it was back to square one!
It wasn't til she went to college at 16 that we started getting help. She chose to do an IT course, which she enjoyed, but kept crying off class due to the fact she was the only girl in there (she doesn't get on with boys in general) and she had to walk to college & was literally scared that someone might want to stop & talk to her!
Luckily she had a very understanding tutor who appeared on out doorstep with coursework for her & she managed to pass that class with very good marks.
This was about the stage where my mother (her grandmother) took her off to see the new GP she'd been transferred too when her regular one retired. He's quite young and was relatively fresh out of training.
He listened, asked lots of questions, listened again, surprisingly became one of the very few men (or people in general) that my daughter responded to; and the referred her to a psychiatrist he knew personally.
This was an excellent move, again he was another person she would respond to, although she did spend most of her sessions with him with her head buried in my shoulder. He knew she wouldn't talk on her own so didn't force the issue & instead saw us in a family group. After a fair few sessions his diagnosis was traits of Aspergers, anxiety & social phobia.
The effect on my daughter when she found that out was pure relief that there was a name for what she was going through & yes she was weird ( and is now proud of that) but it wasn't her fault. We've only had to suffer one more tantrum since then, just before her 18th birthday when she trashed her bedroom because she didn't want to grow up!
I got her through that by explaining that unfortunately getting older was mandatory, but "growing up" wasn't
As for me, I've been carrying the guilt around that I'd been treating her as a rebellious teenager, forcing her out of the house, punishing her for all the trouble & non work at school etc etc and I have to live with the fact that I've probably contributed towards the social phobia/agoraphobia etc issues she has.
2.5 years down the line she's settles in a routine, she communicates to friends all over the world via the internet as she is scared of using a phone. She, like others, doesn't like to be touched, but will come and hug me frequently.
Although she's basically a hermit in her room full of anime poster & books, she does like to get out of the house sometimes as long as myself of her grandmother is with her; the last time the 3 of us went out, she was brave enough to order tea & food in a cafe
She does have trouble reading people, we had to give her brother a lock for his bedroom door as she couldn't understand why she couldn't just walk in and take something/start talking to him without knocking first, so he's happier now. She's happier now we're not trying to force her to do things that scare her and is gradually getting to not mind being left alone for a few hours.. which gives me a break by getting out to the gym/visiting friends etc.
I don't know if she'll ever get herself to the stage where she'll overcome her phobias and get out of the house & maybe find employment, but she's much happier & relaxed with life now
Wow, I didn't think this would turn into such an essay! Apologies for the length.
From a mothers point of view, sometimes it can be hard to get your kids diagnosed.
When my daughters traits started to show more, in her earlyish teens when you'd expect a person to start to become more independent etc, my daughter started to seem rebellious, was getting into trouble at school for not doing work, disrupting class etc. We had instances of bullying because she was considered weird... hell, my daughter at one point was convinced she was an alien as she had so little in common with most people at school; this in turn lead to bad temper outbursts, including throwing her best friend against a wall; having permanently scarred knuckles from hitting walls in frustration etc etc.
She's also a very intelligent girl but refused to work at school, she had lots of unexplained headaches & fuzzy eyes etc
We tried the school counseling service,, no help.
I had her off to the doctors & referred to behavioral counselors... who would only see her, basically ignored any output from me and then decided as my daughter wouldn't talk to them as by this time she wouldn't talk to people she didn't know well, than they couldn't help... so it was back to square one!
It wasn't til she went to college at 16 that we started getting help. She chose to do an IT course, which she enjoyed, but kept crying off class due to the fact she was the only girl in there (she doesn't get on with boys in general) and she had to walk to college & was literally scared that someone might want to stop & talk to her!
Luckily she had a very understanding tutor who appeared on out doorstep with coursework for her & she managed to pass that class with very good marks.
This was about the stage where my mother (her grandmother) took her off to see the new GP she'd been transferred too when her regular one retired. He's quite young and was relatively fresh out of training.
He listened, asked lots of questions, listened again, surprisingly became one of the very few men (or people in general) that my daughter responded to; and the referred her to a psychiatrist he knew personally.
This was an excellent move, again he was another person she would respond to, although she did spend most of her sessions with him with her head buried in my shoulder. He knew she wouldn't talk on her own so didn't force the issue & instead saw us in a family group. After a fair few sessions his diagnosis was traits of Aspergers, anxiety & social phobia.
The effect on my daughter when she found that out was pure relief that there was a name for what she was going through & yes she was weird ( and is now proud of that) but it wasn't her fault. We've only had to suffer one more tantrum since then, just before her 18th birthday when she trashed her bedroom because she didn't want to grow up!

I got her through that by explaining that unfortunately getting older was mandatory, but "growing up" wasn't

As for me, I've been carrying the guilt around that I'd been treating her as a rebellious teenager, forcing her out of the house, punishing her for all the trouble & non work at school etc etc and I have to live with the fact that I've probably contributed towards the social phobia/agoraphobia etc issues she has.
2.5 years down the line she's settles in a routine, she communicates to friends all over the world via the internet as she is scared of using a phone. She, like others, doesn't like to be touched, but will come and hug me frequently.
Although she's basically a hermit in her room full of anime poster & books, she does like to get out of the house sometimes as long as myself of her grandmother is with her; the last time the 3 of us went out, she was brave enough to order tea & food in a cafe

She does have trouble reading people, we had to give her brother a lock for his bedroom door as she couldn't understand why she couldn't just walk in and take something/start talking to him without knocking first, so he's happier now. She's happier now we're not trying to force her to do things that scare her and is gradually getting to not mind being left alone for a few hours.. which gives me a break by getting out to the gym/visiting friends etc.
I don't know if she'll ever get herself to the stage where she'll overcome her phobias and get out of the house & maybe find employment, but she's much happier & relaxed with life now


I'm sort of thankful my father isn't still around, I suspect he would have been the same.
At least he had the grace to look a little ashamed then.
I have my little quirks too, I hate calling people on the phone for some reason, in case I catch them at a bad time or something.. that & 

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