As a child, I was constantly overloaded and didn't tolerate changes in my environment well. I hated going to other people's houses or even into other classrooms as the sights and smells in unfamiliar rooms were too much. It was like a complete change in conciousness everywhere I went somewhere new, and it was hard to adjust myself when people were demanding things for me, like trying to get me to participate in an activity. I also hated changes in temperature (i.e. going outside for recess when it was too hot out or snowing, I would just scream and cry).
Over time, my sensory issues have faded gradually to the point where I don't have any, and to this day, I have no idea why this happened. It could explain why I am, in some ways, a hyposensitive pleasure seeker, because I am just dying to get this world back. I love fast rides, complex art, and certain psychedelic experiences. My senses have done a 180 as now I am just wanting a piece of the intense sensory stuff back. Even if it overloaded me at times, having the intense world was sometimes very pleasurable.
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Given a “tentative” diagnosis as a child as I needed services at school for what was later correctly discovered to be a major anxiety disorder.
This misdiagnosis caused me significant stress, which lessened upon finding out the truth about myself from my current and past long-term therapists - that I am an anxious and highly sensitive person but do not have an autism spectrum disorder.
My diagnoses - social anxiety disorder and obsessive-compulsive disorder.
I’m no longer involved with the ASD world.