Never had a formal diagnosis. Figured it out when reading about autism to try and understand my step-son, who is clearly and obviously autistic but refuses to admit even the possibility that he isn’t neurotypical.

Just turned 55, too late to do anything about it. I can’t justify spending that sort of money to satisfy my intellectual curiosity. The “support“ groups I tried to join were full of autistic people and I lost patience with them.

Feeling very isolated and powerless this evening. Fortunately my dog is here to keep me company.