My two children have Autism. I see SO much of myself in them both but in different ways.
It breaks my heart when I think back to my childhood. My mum said yesterday, “I always knew you had Autism but back then in the late 90s it just wasn’t a thing to get your kid tested” I was a young child in the late 90s.
I remember vividly the absolute meltdowns I’d have when it was time to get dressed for school or any other occasion & the stitching of my socks would come under my toes & I couldn’t stand the feeling I’d sob & the same with the stitching of my knickers. My mum would try & be patient but sometimes she’d give me a firm smack across the legs. She forced me to join cubs to interact more with kids, I have always loved a military routine for myself when it’s disrupted I get so agitated. I absolutely hate social interactions with others outside of my close family, I struggle badly with it, when I talk I don’t realise how stand off I sound it’s like I talk bluntly. I don’t realise it because to me that’s just normal?
I don’t blame her for that btw. She’s right back then autism just wasn’t as well known. But I can’t help but wonder would I be socially better if she had have gotten me diagnosed?
because I have grown up with a huge family & I’ve masked my symptoms amazingly since I was old enough to realise that I was always a bit different to
my peers but I’m feeling more & more down. I cannot stand social interaction but I force myself too because I want my children to get as much of it as possible.
I have a lovely little family, but AIBU to know I do have autism but is it worth me getting a proper diagnosis? Will it make a difference?
Since my children have been diagnosed I’ve thrown myself into the deep end where social interaction is concerned like their friends parties, even though I stand there like a lemon on my own I take them because I think they deserve that at least. I adore going out to the farm with them we do the same things & we love it together.
My boyfriend (the children’s dad) said tonight, you’re isolating yourself so much from people it’s sad to see, maybe a diagnosis might help you get some therapy for it & you’d not be so socially awkward.
Genuinely thank you for reading this far. I just feel like a right OddBod & I’m mentally exhausted from masking all of these traits I have. I feel like just jumping out of my skin & saying this is me, like it or lump it. I can’t help how my brain is wired. The older I’m getting the more obvious it’s becoming. I’d love to know if anyone else is in the same boat as me? Thanks x