Female, 49. Just officially diagnosed on Friday Jan 10th. Unofficially diagnosed in May, but apparently many people who knew me already knew years before that. "Why didn't you tell me then?" I asked. "We thought you knew." They said.
But hey, this is a relief, this knowing, and having options. Better then in second grade when they labeled me ret*d because I couldn't read at all. Or again at fourth grade because I couldn't write. Or all the places over the last 49 years when I wasn't like other people or even close.
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ASAN: "Nothing about us, without us."
Me: "I am an autistic woman, I don't play one on TV."
"I'm written in a language even I don't understand - but I am learning."
"My weird life, just got a whole lot weirder, by becoming less weird."