i remember vividly being taken to the health visitor before I started school and them discussing my lack of speech. They told my mother I was probably retarded or something awful and they wanted to refer me. She told them that I was just fine and just lived in my head. I don’t think anyone in the 80s was autistic unless they had numerous outward signs and difficulties and was unable to function. I went to school, couldn’t / wouldn’t speak. And then for whatever reason I just did. And then they made me do lots of tests and told me i had a reading age of 16+ at about 6.
I wasn’t given class work to do, but was given a workbook and exercise books and I just ploughed through them on my own in the corner. School was awful. I had few friends and struggled massively with social difficulties. I still do.
I managed to go to the GP a few years ago and said I wanted to be referred for autism assessment. She couldn’t work out how to do it. So I gave up. I have a lot of adhd traits so it used all my executive functioning to go. I am incredibly shy and easily embarrassed in person and I absolutely loathe being observed, so approaching a gp about this was really traumatic. I’ve never made it back to talk about referrals and I don’t think I will. I would never say I was autistic or had adhd unless I was formally diagnosed and so I am not.
I still have nightmares, this weeks were all about my surgery. I have incredibly vivid and exhausting dreams, I can recount hours and hours worth. It’s like being in a movie. Not restful.
sorry that was long.