I was diagnosed about a year ago with disorganized schizophrenia/schizophrenic spectrum disorder. I only had mild, if only residual auditory hallucinations (my cell would 'ring' if I was in a car listening to music, or I think I would hear my mom calling me), but no progressive sign of social withdrawal, depression, or completely bizarre thoughts. My diagnostic psychologist referred me to a colleague at a prominent psychiatric research center, and my appt. was today.

The doctor, who had multiple articles published in prominent journals, ect, was very surprised when I met her; during our appointment, she asked questions, I gave answers- she said other than residual auditory hallucinations, and disorganized thinking, I was definately not a candidate for a diagnosis of schizophrenia.

It also explains why 99% of the music I listen to is classic/psychedelic/prog rock from the 60s and 70s, maybe a bit of 90s alt, but nothing else. It could just mean today's music sucks?

I'm extremely well-developed emotionally, I have neurological difficulties speaking to new people, higher than average intelligence (I took an IQ test during the appointment, results averaged 125-132) and I have a very deep-rooted fondness for reading encyclopedias, dictionaries, directions, manuals, textbooks, ingredient labels, and any label on any random product. I am very very quirky, I enjoy imitating animal sounds (I'm quite good) and I am told that I am odd or weird at least 5 times a day, but in a good way.

I walked away with a NEUROLOGICAL diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome.

All this time, I felt like I was crazy, when it was simply my quirkiness from a syndrome that is not usually regarded as detrimental, but rather as a good thing. I am much happier now that I have a REAL diagnosis.
Purple Banana Reviewed by Purple Banana on . Repealed diagnosis of SSD I was diagnosed about a year ago with disorganized schizophrenia/schizophrenic spectrum disorder. I only had mild, if only residual auditory hallucinations (my cell would 'ring' if I was in a car listening to music, or I think I would hear my mom calling me), but no progressive sign of social withdrawal, depression, or completely bizarre thoughts. My diagnostic psychologist referred me to a colleague at a prominent psychiatric research center, and my appt. was today. The doctor, who had Rating: 5