Hello Danie and welcome.
While I am an outlier in my presentation, I am evidently still easily red by those with more than a passing understanding of how every autistic person is an individual and may share traits but walks through life with their own experiences and understanding, informing and contributing to their lives in ways both enlightening and challenging.
I always felt different growing up. I remember gazing out the window at the night sky at around 7 or 8 and feeling as if I was an alien, for I did not relate to any of those around me. I was in my thirties before things started to fall into place for me.
I married 6 days after my 38th birthday and more than forty years later we are still married, although we have lived in different abodes for more than half that time. My spouse is neurotypical and is the person who informed me that I might have Asperger's syndrome while they were working on a post graduate degree in psychology (I was in my early 40s at the time).
A professional diagnosis made no significant difference in my life then, as I had made a great deal of progress eliminating or better dealing with my rampant depression from earlier years as well as some significant and recurring anxiety (depression no longer rises to the levels it hit when I was in my teens and twenties and is insignificant, but I still experience minor anxiety from time to time that can disrupt what passes for my normal).
Being different from the masses has always empowered me rather than making me feel inadequate. I am finally happy with who I am. It is a pity it took so long!
Be kind to yourself and may your life be filled with joy and wonder.
While I am an outlier in my presentation, I am evidently still easily red by those with more than a passing understanding of how every autistic person is an individual and may share traits but walks through life with their own experiences and understanding, informing and contributing to their lives in ways both enlightening and challenging.
I always felt different growing up. I remember gazing out the window at the night sky at around 7 or 8 and feeling as if I was an alien, for I did not relate to any of those around me. I was in my thirties before things started to fall into place for me.
I married 6 days after my 38th birthday and more than forty years later we are still married, although we have lived in different abodes for more than half that time. My spouse is neurotypical and is the person who informed me that I might have Asperger's syndrome while they were working on a post graduate degree in psychology (I was in my early 40s at the time).
A professional diagnosis made no significant difference in my life then, as I had made a great deal of progress eliminating or better dealing with my rampant depression from earlier years as well as some significant and recurring anxiety (depression no longer rises to the levels it hit when I was in my teens and twenties and is insignificant, but I still experience minor anxiety from time to time that can disrupt what passes for my normal).
Being different from the masses has always empowered me rather than making me feel inadequate. I am finally happy with who I am. It is a pity it took so long!
Be kind to yourself and may your life be filled with joy and wonder.