When the time comes to finally live the autistic life, it can feel both daunting yet potentially liberating but how to go about it. We are forced to question which reality is the real one, the one where we normalise successfully and do all the stuff that looks like having a relatable life (through the eyes of other people) but with terrible outcomes for health, or the one where we are fully cognisant of our autistic traits, meaning that we accommodate them so much better but also meaning that our life inevitably looks much more withdrawn, carefully curated and (yes) autistic by default? In this post I explore questions such as whether and why to seek a formal diagnosis and how to reset social expectations and other boundary issues as I venture boldly into the territory.
Living autism
