What reasons you had to initially deny you might be ASD

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I was diagnosed when I was 13. When the specialist who was working with me at the time told me and my mom, I had no idea what my specialist was talking about because I was coping with the passing of my dad (who had passed the day after I turned 12), the presence of bullies at my school, and of course raging hormones.

I view being on the spectrum as being part of my human essence despite my two bigoted uncles
believing to this day that the spectrum isn't real.

Ever since I was 7 or so I've known I was different to the other kids, just couldn't tell why, I guess I didn't fully understood it yet. After many years in therapy were I was asked constantly about making friend and such without me understanding why (as I was more than happy not talking to any of those jer** of classmates that I had), finally at age 15 a substitute psychologist said the magical word: ASPERGER
I think it was my mother who did all she could zo nobody told me, as she needed some extra 6 or 7 years to even accepting it) despite "being in my expedient since forever ago".
To me it was a relief, FINALLY I could relate to something, I felt so identified, everything clicked into place and when I had any doubt, I was done looking for "NT answers" if that makes sense.

As unsure as I am, it took me years to clear all doubts about being aspie, but it wasn't denial but rather was fear of NOT being aspie. Glad I cleared all doubts now, but then again, never denied, doubted because that's how I roll.

I think I may have a mild form of fetal alcohol syndrome. I mean it's hard to say because I don't have the typical facial features of it but when I was a baby they pointed out that there was something that pointed to an abnormality with the creases on my palm.

I mean it is what it is to be honest. Fas does explain my behaviour as a child better than asd does.

I was in denial of being on the spectrum, because the boy who lived down the street from me displayed all the signs of Level 3 autism. My case of autism was a mild case. It was what was to later be known as Asperger's Syndrome. I could talk, I was interested in people, I had a wild imagination, I loved to share my achievements and interests, maybe a little too much. I loved to hug and cuddle. I also didn't copy what others say.

Mostly it was the people who were around me at the time that made me doubt what was right in front of me!