Hi, this is my first post and I am ecstatic to make it in the woman's forum...
I have one kid. He is 18 and in college now and he most likely has AS--he's shown all the signs from a young age. He is one great kid.
Somehow, even though when he was young I didn't understand what was going on with me, I could see that he was struggling with similar anxiety and obsessive behaviors I did as a kid, behaviors I didn't cope with very well. So, although I wasn't handling my case well, I was able to let him know that it's okay to be this way, which in turn helped me tell myself the same thing.
I had a MAJOR anxiety attack in October 2002, brought on by being misprescribed Paxil, and I lost my job. Thats' when I started working on myself. My husband died in December 2001, and the GP gave me Paxil the week before--no diagnosis, no nothin, he just goes, "Here, take these," and I did.
Anyway, when I really lost it, I felt like I had to do something because I had this 13 year old with no father and no job and no money and all I could think of was that it was all my fault.
To make a long story short, I ended up meeting someone, a mentor, who taught me some anxiety coping skills. She helped me retrain my thinking so I can at least stop now and think about what steps I can take to take care of myself before I go into hyperpanic or freeze mode. And, once I realized the panic attack was mainly CAUSED by Paxil, I was able to wean myself off of it. A huge plus from all this is that I feel better than I ever have--I am still anxiety prone and obsessive, but I don't feel as weighted down and the feeling of being depressed simply comes and goes from time to time.
I truly believe that having this child saved my life because my natural anxiety made me focus on how to help him, which ultimately has caused me to look for ways to try to help myself. Our day to day life is not easy, what with our obsessions and anxieties intermixing on a daily basis (not to mention conflicting stim episodes LOL), and, things have been pretty rough since my very difficult mother came to live here, but all in all, the life I have now--knowing that I will always need to cope with this thing and that's fine--is way better than before I realized there are people out there like me. Thanks.