Hello, everyone. I'm 54 and was just recently diagnosed (3 months ago) as an autistic person with low support needs -- although, to be honest, I'm still just starting to understand how so many people around me (especially my wife) have been acting as my unacknowledged "support workers" for most of my life. There's both shame and enormous gratitude in that realization. There's a great deal I could say about the initial shock of diagnosis and how that has mellowed into a series of "Ah ha!" moments, but I have a feeling you already know all about that (from what I've read). Anyway, I'm glad to be here as I continue to figure out who I am.