"Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Is it AS? Is it OCD? Is it ADD? Is it TS? Is it PDD-NOS? Is it CP?"
Oh but I'm so tiiiiired of all the speculation and all the acronyms. Let's just call it NeedsBlob and have done with it! I've got NeedsBlob, mum! I honestly don't want to go up to people and give them the whole shebang, every bloody time, about my cerebrofollicular dysphosphoroplegia with comorbid Alan J. Morrison disease and FTPSQ, which results in additional needs around global cognito-logo-kinetico-processing needs, or, because obviously all of that was bullshit, whatever it is I've actually got. It's too complicated. I've defaulted to "Yes, I'm wonky, let's move on".
It's a semantic minefield for you and it's just tedious and exhausting for us.
In the end, the thing about us folk with NeedsBlob is that like everyone else, we have to live life. And that means dealing with people who say "Er what are you a bit quirky have you got a limp oi there's something wrong with 'im" in a way that is going to make our lives as easy as possible. No amount of possibly-faux-sensitive terminological manoeuvring is going to insulate us from the lives we have to live.
If giving in to that pressure to make my own life easier and NOT saying "it's differently-abled, actually"... if that makes me a coward and a quitter and a not-fighter-of-the-good-fight, then fine.
There is real ignorance out there and this is not it.