Autistic Spencer Reid

Autistic Spencer Reid

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Spencer's struggling with how to tell his team that he's autistic. He's known for a while, but he's finally ready to begin to unmask; he wants to be himself. He's got a few health issues that are starting to affect him and are making his job harder to get done, he'll have to lean on his team soon, but they don't know the whole story. Hope you enjoy :)
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Two months after surviving Tobias Hankel, Dr. Spencer Reid struggles to forget every detail of his documented trauma and has a gut instinct that leads him to believe he's forgetting undocumented trauma as well. Having undergone a mandatory psychiatric evaluation in order to return to work immediately after being rescued, Spencer is diagnosed with a slew of mental health conditions, as well as a late diagnosis of ASD and ADHD. He's trying to adjust to his new ADHD and anxiety medications that allow him to seemingly function better than ever before. Sure, the meds make it easier for him to throw himself right back into his work despite the trauma and the anxiety meds are messing with his ability to remember key elements of his trauma at all... but is that such a bad thing? He's the best he's ever been. He's found the perfect balance in pill bottles. His concept of time and reality may falter, his ability to eat or sleep is nonexistent these days, but that's just a side effect that he can live with if it's what allows him to feel like a profiler rather than a helpless victim. The doctors had reassured him that he would adjust eventually and that although he was being prescribed narcotics, there was little to no recreational or abuse potential. That dependency and addiction weren't something he needed to worry about. Nothing worse than temporary side effects. He did, however, think it odd that he enjoyed what he presumed to be the most intense and notable side effects. He was fine. Everything was fine.

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