I can really relate to this post! Right down to the birth year and the intuitive feeling that I might have dodged a bullet by *not* having been diagnosed until later. A lot of my own sentiments are beautifully expressed here 😊❤️
(CN: descriptions of ableism, ableist language, abuse, addiction, grunge culture, and a lot of navel gazing)
Well, this post is a long time coming. Those few people (if any) who read this blog without following me on social media have probably noticed something strange in my last few posts: I started identifying as autistic all of the sudden. I’m not in one of those bipolar states where I start thinking I’m an ancient, reincarnated deity, a really great painter, or someone who could make a good living as a televangelist. I really am autistic.
This diagnosis was a long time in coming. I’m not sure if I would have been better or worse off if diagnosed earlier. All I know, is I’ve suffered a great deal because of my neurodiversity, in ways I’m only now beginning to realize. Before, I blamed myself for the raw treatment I received. Ableism is…
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