I tend to catagorzie everything. It helps make the world make sense to me. So when I first found out that my boys were on the spectrum (after 20+ years), it threw me for a loop. I thought I knew where they--and I--fit in with everyone and everything else. Even though this new knowledge didn't change who they were, it changed my view of our world.
Then I found out that I have Asperger's also. I have been lost ever since. I had this image of myself---where I fit in, who I was, how others saw me--and now I realize that I was mistaken all along. A lot of stuff makes sense now. That is kind of a relief, just to know that I am not a weirdo and not a dummy. But still, now I have to consider where I belong again. It seems I have always been looking for home. I found it with my husband (who also has Asperger's) and our boys, and thought I had found it in my workplace and maybe a bit in my community, but maybe not? Maybe I only really belong with my little family. I guess that would be quite all right.