Thank you for the replies. I'll try to outline the main things.
As a child I would hide at my own birthday party. In fact I think I only had one. Other birthdays were just with one friend.
I cannot open gifts in front of the giver or other people. I really wish I could be normal about this but I just can't. I was always like this and my parents would be asked what was wrong with me.
I had/have no friends beyond superficial friendships except for the odd best friend who would be the focus of my universe until we fell out.
I don't like social occasions and avoid them like the plague. School mums drinks night or a meal is my idea of hell. Too many things to have to navigate there in terms of who to talk to and when, what to say, who to look at, turn taking in conversations, saying the right things.
I get overwhelmed by noise and light. I wear sunglasses all year round even in the rain. I have misophonia. As a child I had issues with polo necks and sock and tight seams. Now I can avoid those. Textures too are a big thing. I can't bear to touch certain things or sometimes even look at them.
History of eating disorders and still very much funny about food and eating in general. I can't eat in restaurants without huge anxiety because of the noise and the lack of control over what might be in my food and hygiene practices. I'm a strict vegetarian.
Black and white thinking especially around rules. Covid has been a nightmare for me where people haven't stuck to guidelines and rules. I try really hard to be more flexible in how I think but it is very difficult.
I don't like eye contact. I can do it. But I don't like it. I'm ok looking at someone who is talking but prefer to look away. If I am talking I can't give eye contact. It's too intense and feels very uncomfortable. Eye contact issues has led to people accusing me of lying, not paying attention etc.
My mind is never still. It's like a kaleidoscope but I wouldn't be able to articulate what I was thinking very well as my mind moves on so fast or the thoughts don't really have words.
I prefer books and cats to people. I'd like to like people but they are too tricky and unpredictable. I look at groups of mum friends and have often wished I could be part of they'd group and belong but now I've accepted that that isn't me. I've never fitted in. I've always been different and awkward and weird. I'm ok with that now.
If I do socialise I need quiet time afterwards and tend to retreat from everything. It all gets a bit much.
Travelling on trains and buses is a nightmare for me due to noise, smells, lights. People in general. I have spent many journeys between carriages to escape the noise.
I worry so much about saying something that isn't quite right that I give lots of detail to avoid any misconceptions.
I need things to be very clear regarding instructions on things like essays as otherwise I struggle to know what's expected of me.
I stim. Various things like constantly striking my foot against the sofa cushion it my bed sheets. Wriggling my nose. Picking at my skin. I listen to the same song on repeat until I get fed up if it and move on to the next obsession. I have a song of the week
I definitely both seek and avoid stimuli.
I've been a bit of a plane spotter since I was about 5. My idea of a good time is going to the airport and watching the planes. I'd rather do that than say the cinema or bowling or a meal or shopping.
I'm told I can appear rude when I think I'm being polite. Diplomacy is not my thing at all. Dd is the same. It gets us in trouble.
I can't lie. Well, I can but it makes me extremely uncomfortable and would be a last resort for me. I can't bear any one lying. The truth is very important and things need to be factual and definite. No maybes. Yes or no. I don't like change unless it's at my instigation.
My dad was highly intelligent and probably on the spectrum. My mum is probably dyspraxic. Both ds's have many autistic and adhd (inattentive) traits and I'm seeing traits in ds too.
I do get anxious sometimes but it's fleeting and I don't get depressed or have manic episodes. I do have some compulsions but not so anyone would notice.
I tried for decades to try and fit in and appear normal but I've accepted now that I am happy to be weird and different and don't need the approval of others. Occasionally I wish I was normal but it's rare now.
Oh, and I'm a dreadful oversharer as you can probably tell 