You are never too old to learn to accept yourself.
I have spent years of my life trying to learn how to fit in with those around me. I’m not talking about becoming popular. I am talking about learning how to emulate the behaviors that are considered societally acceptable. This is not to say that I am an inherently violent, or rude person. I have always just been ‘weird’, ‘awkward’, ‘too sensitive’, or any number of other descriptors which have labelled me as ‘other.’
In trying to help my daughter in her similar struggles, I discovered Autism Spectrum Disorder [ASD]. Without seeing a specialist for an official diagnosis, I know that I have found my label. I have found my community…my family. I am old enough to know that I was never really alone, but it still felt that way. Now though, I know that I am a part of a community of individuals who simply do not fit the profile of the majority. I have found my niche. It is a tremendous relief.
It is my intention to get diagnosed. I am highly functional, so it technically isn’t necessary for my day to day life, but I still want the diagnosis. Why? I am still working on that answer.