Today is a big day for me because it marks my one year anniversary of my autism evaluation & me getting the validation I waited precisely four months & four days for (I can't believe it!), so in celebration of that, here are some things I've learned about myself over the past year, four months, & four days:
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I went on a date today with a man I believe is autistic. We met on a dating app. He doesn't know that I think he's autistic & I haven't yet told him about my autism either. After matching on the dating app, we spent several weeks messaging back & forth & had a conversation on video chat before meeting in person. Unlike other women my age, I started experimenting with online dating when I was just nineteen years old. I mean,...
Video Chatting With My Date: My video chat with my date was slightly less than two weeks ago. A couple hours before the time we had picked to chat, I was freaking out, confided in my dad about it, & asked him what he thinks I should do. At this point, I was pretty certain this man was autistic. From his occupation to what he spends his free time doing to taking things I say or ask way too literally to admitting that social activities are downright exhausting. It seemed like every new thing I was learning about him was an autistic trait. I can't help but wonder, if I had matched with this man prior to learning that I am autistic myself, would I still have been able to pick up on these things so easily? I have learned SO much about autism over the past year. Anyway, this is the interesting part. I'm trying to word this carefully because I know other autistic people are stumbling their way onto this blog. But, the reason I was freaking out over this video chat was because this is an autistic man. Would he be too autistic for me? Too strange or weird? Yes, I am an autistic woman, but interactions with other autistic individuals actually make me shut down. I've always been this way. Ever since I first learned that I'm autistic, I have been immersing myself into autistic literature & have been reading books, memoirs, & blog posts written by autistic women, mainly women who were diagnosed later in life. Each woman has her own story, but there is one thing that all of these women have in common: they all enjoy spending time with autistic people & most of them have a group of autistic friends. I am the exact opposite of these women. Every autistic trait or quirk I exhibit is something I dislike about myself SO strongly that I don't want my friends or my significant other to exhibit those traits or quirks either. While it gave me comfort to know that getting rejected for my quirks probably wouldn't happen if I dated an autistic guy, this is why it was also so frightening. I really enjoyed messaging back & forth with him for the past week, but now it was time for me to find out: was he too much like me? And if he was, the idea of breaking that to him was really scary. I've been rejected my whole life & I know how much it hurts. So, this is what happened. We video chatted for almost an hour & a half & I still liked him. Not only that, but he reminded me of one of my cousins who is such a nice, sweet guy. If I ended up with someone like my cousin, that would be totally fine with me! Our First Date:
This is the second first date I have been on since learning that I'm autistic. It was to a mini golf & ice cream place, a location that was comfortable for me, since I am still taking COVID precautions & feel uncomfortable being in close contact with someone who I don't know really well. He texted me that he was there when I was just a couple minutes away. When I got there, I saw him sitting on the steps of the ice cream shack. He was wearing a plain tee & corduroy long pants. My first thought was that he must be sweltering because it's in the 90's. Corduroy is something I would only wear in the cooler months. I was wearing a lacy spaghetti strap top & jean shorts, so in my opinion, the two of us looked like we belonged in two very different climates. He got up & shook my hand when he saw me, but I wished he gave me a hug instead. I'm a hugger, not a handshaker. The mini golf portion of the date was great! We chatted as we made our way along the golf course. The woman who we paid for a game of mini golf offered us a score card, which we didn't take because neither of us are competitive. He understood me in ways that no one else did. Mainly things having to do with not having a desire to have social interaction be a part of my life. I guess that's one positive thing about dating another autistic individual. After we finished our game of mini golf, we got some ice cream from the ice cream shack. I got English toffee soft serve. I always get flavored soft serve if I can because so few places offer that. He got an orange soda float. He was gonna stand in the corner, near the window where we picked up our ice cream to eat, but I suggested we get a table & sit down instead. Much more comfortable & way less awkward. Once we sat down, he wouldn't stop talking. Not only that, the conversation was going in a direction that just didn't interest me. He was telling me about courses he took in college & was asking me about mine. I just didn't care to listen or to talk about that & it went on for HOURS. I graduated from college ten years ago & strongly disliked the majority of my experience that I've tried to put it out of my brain. We'll talk more about that on another day though. I felt so far removed from what he was asking me that I just didn't remember the answers to most of his questions. I'm only a year or two older than him, so we were in college at the same time. Other topics of conversation came up in the middle. My dogs for example & the fact that I used to have bunnies before them. But, those topics of conversation were very short-lived & we kept going back to the same unenjoyable conversation topic. After meeting him in person, I was certain he was autistic, but he also reminded me less of my cousin than he did previously. In fact, this date was more than two hours longer than I wanted it to be because I just couldn't figure out a way out or how to get him to stop talking! Do I think he's the right person for me? No, I don't, because if I did, I don't think I would've wanted this date to end so badly. This is one of my experiences dating as an autistic woman. Dating as an autistic individual is very, very difficult &... This Is Why:
As I talked about earlier in this blog, when I received my autism diagnosis back in October 2022, I knew that I wanted to share it, as well as my experiences & my knowledge in order to spread more awareness & acceptance of autism & the many ways it can look. However, what I was not aware of was how rewarding & fulfilling that would feel, thanks to the unbelievable amount of love, positive responses, & support I received in return. As I was reading about autism disclosure & what other newly diagnosed autistic people went through, whether in autism books or memoirs or posts in autism support groups on Facebook, I have to admit that not knowing how people would react to this news was quite scary, especially after reading about other people's disclosure experiences, some which were pretty horrible. However, I knew that I wanted to "come out" as autistic to people. (Yes, coming out isn't just for sexual orientations & is also a term used for other aspects of life. Autistic people "come out" as autistic (or disclose their autism) if they so choose as well!) I felt like I had been misunderstood my entire life & I wanted people to get me, to understand me. Autism would explain all of my quirks, all of my difficulties, from early childhood through adulthood. However, I knew that there was a huge risk that I would get reactions that would be inappropriate, upsetting, make me uncomfortable, or all of the above. Before the idea of starting a blog even came to mind, I shared my struggles & my diagnosis with roughly eighty people, from all different aspects of my life. I began with telling family, close friends, former teachers, neighbors, & people I interact with on a regular basis. Later on, as I gained more comfort, I expanded the circle of people who knew to even more neighbors, my parents' friends & colleagues, & people who I went to school with, many who had to have been aware of the intense bullying I experienced all throughout my educational journey. I was extremely surprised that out of those eighty-ish people I "came out" to, only one of those people reacted in a way that made me uncomfortable. I was the most worried about this particular person's reaction, but it was a family member that in the goodness of my heart, I felt that I couldn't exclude due to sharing this news with everyone else in my family. I began writing my autism disclosure email in early September 2022. This was roughly a month & a half prior to receiving my autism diagnosis & roughly three months before being ready to send this email out for the first time. I sent this email out twice, to two separate groups of people & posted a similarly-worded Facebook post as well. I reread & revised this email almost everyday from the time I wrote it until I actually sent it out (a definite autistic trait). I received SO many compliments about how well-written this email was from those who received it. Multiple people told me they read it once & then reread it again & again. I was told many times from a multitude of people that I am such a talented writer. This is something that was true from the time that I was a child, as well. From rereading notes written by my former teachers, my elementary school, middle school, & high school teachers all seemed to agree that written communication was a strength of mine while verbal communication was a weakness (another autistic trait). As a child, it was easier to write a poem about how I was feeling than to just say it. Now, it is easier to write a letter or a blog post about how I feel than it is to talk about it.
The decision to start a blog was the result of how people reacted when I shared my struggles & my diagnosis with them, how rewarding & fulfilling that felt, as well as being complimented so many times about my writing. I wanted to branch out a little further by starting an autism acceptance blog & online boutique to help make a difference in the best way I know how: through writing & design! My background is in graphic design, but being complimented so many times about my writing solidified that going down this completely new avenue & combining these two things might be worth exploring because of my newfound passion for autism advocacy, as well as employment-related difficulties (which I now know is due to being autistic). This winter, during a deep & lengthy conversation about my struggles & my experiences I had with one of my neighbors, she told me I should write a book. At this point, I'm unsure about whether or not I'll get to the point where getting a book of my own published is a realistic goal, but I shared with my neighbor that I have been working really hard on getting a blog up & going with the goal of launching April 1st, just in time for Autism Acceptance Month. This blog would be a great step towards writing a book if that is something that is in my future. I am so excited to see what the future holds for me, but I am even more excited that you are coming along for the ride! Now, if you're allistic, or non-autistic, you might think that receiving an autism diagnosis, especially as an adult, would be quite crushing. Let me tell you, it's not. In fact, it's quite the opposite. At the end of my evaluation, when my evaluating psychiatrist told me that I am in fact, autistic, the instant wave of relief that I experienced was absolutely incredible & was like nothing I have ever experienced before in my life. What would've been crushing is if I went through this whole thing & I did not receive this diagnosis. Because then, I would've been like, "Now what?!" Receiving an autism diagnosis isn't like receiving other medical diagnoses. Let's take cancer for example. You thought you were a perfectly healthy thirty-something-year-old, but now they've found a malignant tumor. I'm sure if I were in that situation, that would absolutely shatter me to the core. There's nothing about an autistic person that changes when they receive a diagnosis. This is something that that person has had since birth. It's just that now, there's finally a name that can explain all of the lifelong struggles that this person has had.
I knew since mid-June, when my doctor first brought this up & I first began reading about autism spectrum disorder & what it looks like in girls, in women, & in adults, that I am autistic. Reading those articles & that literature was like reading descriptions of myself. Receiving this diagnosis was only confirming what I already knew about myself for all of these months. I will never forget the afternoon of October 20, 2022 because I was so elated to finally know for sure why I struggled for so long, why my childhood was so difficult. Why I'm having so much trouble achieving the things I should be able to achieve as an adult, but can't. Getting this diagnosis was the answer to a plethora of medical & social difficulties I've had from my early childhood into adulthood & that is a good thing. During a birthday celebration that my family threw for my grandfather this past winter, one of my mom's cousins told me that I looked much more confident than the last time she saw me, slightly less than a year ago. The last time she saw me, I didn't know I was autistic. I've never been a confident person, so I certainly didn't feel confident. But, now when I think about it, I think what my mom's cousin could've seen is the relief that just a few months prior to that party, I was finally able to understand myself on a much deeper level than was ever possible at any other point in my life. The sadness that comes along with autism is caused by the fact that I've had so many struggles throughout my life. Now I know that autism has caused all of these struggles, but I've never known a life without autism. It just took over thirty years for me to know that autism was the reason for all of the challenges in my life. Part of the reason I started this blog was to use my voice to help others in the autistic population. Our voices matter & no matter how much you read about or study autism, you'll learn the most valuable information from autistic people themselves because they are the only people who truly know what it feels like to be autistic. Autistic voices have been silenced, ignored, & talked over by allistic, or non-autistic, people for decades. Sadly, this has resulted in higher suicide rates, lower life expectancies, & higher rates of PTSD, depression, & anxiety for autistic people across all levels of autism. Personally, I feel that much of the time, I am talked over or ignored, unless I'm having a one-on-one conversation with someone who is very clearly giving me his or her full attention. I know this is part of the reason I have anxiety about expressing myself, even among close family. I felt this way a very, very, VERY long time before I knew I was autistic. We DO NOT need your voices. We NEED our voices to be heard. So, please remember to stop & listen to us. It really matters & you doing that one simple thing will really make a difference. Some Other Things To Remember:
I have had mental health challenges all my life & quite truthfully, I cannot remember a time where this wasn't an issue. A very difficult transition to college caused my symptoms to get out of control, so that's when I tried to find a medication to help me feel better. I frustratingly wasn't able to find anything that gave me relief even by the time I was in my thirties. At my appointment with my physician in mid-June 2022, she suggested getting evaluated for autism spectrum disorder. Between trying an impressive number of medications, none of which made any difference, along with other traits my physician had noticed over time, she thought it was likely that I was on the spectrum. When my physician asked me if I met my early childhood milestones on time, if I was ever diagnosed with a learning disability, & if I experienced bullying in school, all of my answers were in line with someone on the spectrum. My physician then went onto explain that so much more is known about autism now than when I was growing up. The stereotypical autistic traits are male traits, but autism can look very different in females. Sometimes undiagnosed autism in females can look like treatment-resistant depression & anxiety (something I have struggled with for many years). When there's a condition such as autism that could also be causing depression & anxiety symptoms, sometimes medications don't work like they're supposed to. I then had an aha moment & was so thankful to have such an observant physician. I am certain that my mental health challenges coexist with autism spectrum disorder, especially since these mental health challenges do run in my family, but I learned so much that day about the cause of my lifelong difficulties. I spent the summer of 2022 educating myself about autism. I read several books about how it presents itself in girls, in women, & in adults & I connected to what was in these books on so many levels. I felt like these books were written about me because they were descriptions of me throughout my life thus far, from my early childhood all the way to what I currently experience, in adulthood.
On October 20, 2022; I received confirmation of what I already knew about myself: I am autistic! More specifically, I have level 2 autism out of three levels total. The instant wave of relief I experienced that day when the evaluating psychiatrist told me that I am on the autism spectrum was absolutely incredible & was like nothing I had ever experienced before in my life. |
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