I do not know.

I do not know if I have autism anymore. I have met my psychologist. I have another appointment in February.

I have since reported child abuse.

I cannot tell where my problems start and end.

It is possible for both to exist together.

This blog will probably talk about child abuse now because I feel am damaging my online life by keeping it on my livejournal.

I've been ill since mid-July, I think it was.

Remember that doctor's appointment I was going to? Yes? (Okay, most likely not because you're probably reading this post prior to the previous one.)

I wanted to avoid a referral to the Children and Adolescent Mental Health Services (CAHMS) and go to a particular place; I've hear CAMHS aren't so good.

I lost my nerve before that part.

I got asked ridiculous questions like "Are you good with computers?" and completely missed a joke again, except this time I didn't even realise until afterwards when my mother told me.

There was also "Do you have any friends?" (apparently, I don't talk to my friends enough for me to fail this) and   "Do you not understand what people are saying, or just can't express yourself?" with "Can you read the reactions of other people?".

I even got "Do you prefer talking on Facebook or face-to-face?" I so very nearly replied "I use other methods, such as instant messaging." As I opened my mouth to say this, I realised she actually meant "Do you prefer talking to people by electronic communication from a distance, or face-to-face?"

I told her I preferred talking to people on Facebook.

I also got a referral for a blood test. Testing for a variety of things, such as anaemia, glandular fever, diabetes, liver dysfunction and more.

I won't hear from CAMHS for months and the blood test results won't come through until Monday or Tuesday.

I'm not sure I like the updated interface so much.