MsQueen, I grew up being different but not understanding why, I always felt a disappointment to my parents because I wasn't who they wanted me to be, I didn't fit in anywhere. Looking back, if I had been accepted as introvert, book worm, film addict, I would have been much happier as a child. As it was, I think they felt I should be more than I was, and the difficulties were worse for trying (for years) to fit in to others' expectations.
I'm not sure anyone could define themselves as autism, just as asking someone to define what being a woman is, i don't think it really is some definable thing, we are individuals, I feel like me, but there are other people like me who have similar struggles, so now, at a time of life when I now have a diagnosis, I have found the people I do fit in with, and I don't feel so different.
I think trying to define it as one thing is problematic, and leads to others expecting all autistic people to be the same, when we're not.
Looking back at my life, I can see how autism affected pretty much everything, there's no way I can imagine a life without it, and I can see how intertwined it is.
I don't think I would ever be happy clappy about how wonderful autism is, and I have plenty of weeks days where I don't think I can carry on, and everything feels too difficult.
Everyone needs an outlet, everyone needs to moan when things are hard, and it is hard, no-one can deny that, and you can't always see the positives, but some of these posts are very hard to read.