This was a great week for me. The lady that sits next to me has an Autistic son, and a few months ago I was able to help her find temporary housing while her son was at MAC in Atlanta. We've had some good conversations about meltdowns, collecting habits , and gut health. Two days ago we were discussing social media as a communication tool for ASD, and I got comfortable enough that the camoflage slipped. I reference NT/ND, and she pointed out that I also used "is autistic" as apposed to "with autism" in conversations about her son. She asked me how I knew so much about Autism, and I took a chance and told her that I had an ASD diagnosis. I felt very vulnerable as I've never discussed it at work, but she simply exclaimed, "I knew it! That's why your so smart!"
We ended up talking for two hours after work. I didn't feel like I was being pitied or judged by her, even when I brought up my childhood( ABA for me as a kid was to be beaten for being a ret*d). It felt weird having a one-on-one conversation with someone not work related, and honestly kind of nice.