At this point in my life, I consider it a disability. It's not the AS in total so much as the sensory integration difficulties, which leave me in a state of physical and mental exhaustion. I am limited in how much I can be around people; I have to get a certain amount of sleep in order to function well. I could not work even a half-time job right now. I can't go to some of my daughter's events at school because the crowds overwhelm and exhaust me.
It seems as I've gotten older, my ability to work around the AS stuff has declined. When I was 25, I could power my way through tons of stuff. At 50, I'm struggling with just getting through each day with some dignity. I'm fortunate in that I have a husband and partner who does some of the things that are difficult for me, and I can concentrate on playing to my strengths. I'm getting involved in service to my community, so I get a feeling of satisfaction and get to be around nice people until I hit overload and need to go home.
I find that I am living a paradox that is perhaps not uncommon for people on the spectrum. On the one hand, I love all the good qualities I have because of the AS, and I feel so liberated by my diagnosis that I no longer do things to be part of social groups, but for my own interest and contentment. On the other hand, when I'm out in the world, I'm pretty clearly disabled from doing many of the things that NTs take for granted.
I don't have any trouble having a neurological disability. It explains an awful lot about limitations that I used to think were just neuroses or laziness. The worst part for me is to give up the shame I've lived with most of my life. The AS diagnosis is helping, but it's a work in progress.