I got sick (in severe depression) when I was 16. Then I started having outbursts of aggression, sometimes to the point that the police had to come and get me.
I also felt very lonely, the whole high school was a disaster so I didn't get a full grade.
I still got a job at a factory and it worked out at first, I advanced there. But lately it's been part-time work. In the end, 30 people, including me, were laid off.
I was put on sick leave, and retired when I was 23, even though I made a few attempts to get into the workforce, including training to be a security guard, but never worked like that.
I went to a psychologist and I was very aggressive, made threats against people and threatened to bomb the union. I also took a lot of drugs during this time.
But later I started hanging out with some girls I met, and it became much easier, I wasn't aggressive at all anymore. We had a lot of fun and I got two girlfriends during that time (I've only had one girlfriend before, at the age of 17).
All aggression disappeared, but my depression remained. But because of my autism, I prioritized completely different things than, for example, hanging out with my girlfriends, so nothing lasted even a year.
But when I was 41, the depression finally let go, and I have accepted my Asperger's diagnosis, which I had doubted for quite a while.
So things have gotten much better now. I sent a letter to my former psychologist, who has retired, and wrote that I was ashamed of how I expressed myself during the period I went to her.