I never really fitted in, I struggled at school and through university. Social situations baffle and exhaust me, and the inside of my own mind might as well be unmapped territory.
Yesterday, 11 months after I started the process, I was officially diagnosed as being on the autism spectrum. I was so relieved when they told me, all my foibles suddenly made sense, and I made the switch in my mind from ‘weirdo loner who’s bound to say or do something odd’ to ‘successful woman with autism’.
I’ve talked it over with Jonny and starting today I’m making more of an effort to be kinder to myself and I’m embracing my special interests instead of trying to ignore them in case my peers find them strange.
The diagnosis hasn’t changed me, it’s who I’ve always been, but it’s changed the way I view myself which can only be a good thing.