Beginnings

A bit odd. Not quite normal. Slightly inconsistent. A little off the mark.

… It’s funny. I wrote this and accidentally published it. I was going to write more. I came back to it and was terrified when I mistakenly read what I had written as somebody else’s comment on my post.

Those phrases cut to the core. They are exactly what I am trying to hide from everyone but they are exactly true. I have spent many years trying to make them untrue of me but I have not succeeded. I realise now that no amount of trying will make a difference.

I have autism. Asperger’s Syndrome to be more precise. I was diagnosed a couple of months ago at the age of 28. I am still trying to figure out all that this diagnosis means to me and writing here will hopefully be a way for me to process my thoughts.

There will be no regularity to these postings. I find the more I try to stick to deadlines the more I fail and I don’t want to let anyone down, least of all myself. There will probably be more posts to begin with and then fewer as I struggle to continue something with no end in sight. I make no apologies for this or for being who I am. Here there will be no apologies. Being neurologically different from the majority of the population is hard enough without having to apologise for who you are to people you don’t even know!

Take it or leave it. But I do hope you’ll stay. I hope you’ll take the time to read about my experience and consider how this might be shared by approximately 1% of the population.