Neurodivergance

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I'm autistic. I don't often talk about it. But it's true.

I was diagnosed at age 18 and I kept it hidden from my friends and family because I had a deep sense of shame about it. I'm not sure why. But I did.

The fact is, there's nothing to be ashamed of. The way I think and perceive the world is just different.

I started to suspect things were different for me early on. But at the age of 14, I really recognized that I was lacking in certain social situations. I began to understand that I was not picking up on the body language of others, nor the tonal cues of language.

If it was printed in black and white, I understood. Reading books actually helped me develop a better theory of mind for those around me.

But when it came to reading the emotional state of others? I was rather oblivious.

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