I’m Autistic!

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 😊❤️

elizabethroderick

(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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How I Found Out I was an Aspie

Very interesting post! 👏🏼👍🏼😊.  I’m always interested to hear how people find out they’re Aspies/autistic, especially those who found out as adults.  This is a fascinating illustration 😊💝💝

aspiepriest

During my childhood, my parents often commented that I was ‘born awkward, and awkward ever since’. I was a firstborn, so they had no prior experience of raising a son. I wasn’t failing so badly in school that I ever had to see a psychologist, although my Mum despaired of ever persuading me to play with other children. They never thought I might have a condition with a clinical label, though Asperger’s wasn’t so well known in the 1980s.

Looking back, it explains a lot. School playtimes were a nightmare in primary school. Often I would just walk forlornly around the edges of the yard, kicking up the dirt; sometimes I would go and tell appalling puns to the teacher on yard duty. I simply didn’t know what to do during playtime, and didn’t particularly want to join in any schoolyard games that seemed remotely rough.

Secondary School was a…

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Me too.

Hi!  You are right where I was a year and about 8 months ago.  I found out that I’m autistic/an Aspie when I was 38.5.  I felt much like you do ❤️   You are not alone 💞💞

A Different Neurotribe

I learned last week that I too have autism spectrum disorder.  I say me too as two of my children have a diagnosis.

I feel blown away, I can see the massive wind cloud in my head blowing me over literally!

How can a woman get to their mid thirties before anyone noticed?

I am still the same person who went into that appointment, nothing has changed, I am still me.

Why does it feel so heavy then?

Now I see a massive anvil above a tiny me waiting to crush me.

Does everyone see pictures in their head like I do?

I don’t know how I feel, angry? Maybe a little, maybe a lot, all thoes times I screwed up, I have some major colossal screw ups in my past, or put myself in danger, I took foolish risks, huge risks, I didn’t see the dangers, perhaps the hardest…

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