I'm not crazy, I just have Asperger's.
I've pretty much known I was on the Asperger's spectrum ever since I knew what it was, but recently have been doing quite a bit of reading on Asperger's in adults and do I ever fit the bill! My dad could have been a poster child for both the best and the worst of the syndrome, and aspects of it show up in my siblings, especially my youngest sister and me.
No, I haven't gone to get a formal diagnosis, partly because I have no access to health care but primarily because it just isn't necessary. Knowing this about myself makes no difference to anyone else, it just makes things better for me.
This information would have made a tremendous difference to me as a child. Back then, I knew there was something different about me, something that all the other children knew and I didn't, rules that were invisible to me but were so clear to them. It was peculiar--when I was observing other people, I could understand and interpret their behaviors and words as well as any psychiatrist, but if I were directly involved in an interaction, all that understanding disappeared and I didn't know what to say, what to do, how to act. It wasn't just being smarter than everyone else in my classes and liking different things, it was like being in a universe just a degree or two different from theirs, close enough that I could interact with them and fake it as a native, but different enough that I could continually mis-speak or misstep or otherwise mess up.
Reading the articles on Asperger's in adults has been so illuminating--I see my strengths and weaknesses both, along with explanations for some of them. Several of the articles I read reference adults' reactions to finding out they're on this spectrum, reactions ranging from anger to denial to relief. For me, it's been nothing but relief. Now that I can see why my universe is that degree or two different from the usual universe, I'll be better able to modify my actions to pass better, and will better understand why some of the customs in this more usual universe drive me nuts. Knowing more about how and why things bother me will enable me to develop better coping mechanisms, again so I can pass better in this world that isn't one-hundred percent mine.
And this logic-ruled universe of my Asperger's is a nice place to live. Once it got its proper label, things fell into place and I could enjoy the sense and order of it, and not stress anymore that it's not quite the same as the universe where other folks might live.