BuyerBeware wrote:
Well, I'm not. It doesn't. I toted the neurodiversity banner for over a decade, before there was such a word as "neurodiversity," simply because I knew autism research was new and that the things they were saying were not true of me. It didn't change much (or anyway I don't see the changes).
Disclosure did, however, threaten my family. It did land me suicidally depressed.
I don't want to go back there.
I want to help, but I'll be doing it on the down low.
I also have not had much success in disclosing. At one department store workplace, I disclosed and the longer term employees, including one seemingly and otherwise 'nice' person, used this as after-the-fact justification and explanation of why I didn't go along with their bullying behavior. They were year-long employees, I was primarily Christmas help, and they had shabbily treated me.
Now, when I told my Mom and Dad way back in 1989 in my mid-twenties that I had OCD, they were accepting and positive. Even though my Dad is often a negative and hostile person. I later decided that this fit his authoritarian religious outlook that I was acknowledging a "problem" and working on a "problem."
When I told my parents in either 2006 or 2007 that I was pretty sure I was Aspie, they were against this. My Dad seemed to view it as a type of giving up.