The book is Strong Female Character by Fern Brady. There have been several occasions in the past year where friends have asked me if I was autistic and my answer was typically, "probably not." I knew I shared certain traits with autistic friends but I thought it had to do with my anxiety problems.
It can be hard, for me just hearing someone read so many descriptions of my inner-workings made me feel the full spectrum; "finally an answer", "how did I miss this?", "would life have made more sense?", "is this a disability?"
There are many parts though that were comforting. In my work-role, 2 people are neurodiverse (a term I am still working through). The struggles we shared were obvious from the get go. Eventually I recognized that we were all also very good at this specific role. I think the bulk of the office just thinks we are quirky people who love this work (I don't).
Not that we are the best or have "super-powers". However, the pattern-matching, drive associated with novelty and urgency, being able to hear every sound in the world. A lot of the things that seem to only be impediments for a happy life have also in hindsight been strengths without which I can't image getting to where I am, even if I am not anywhere particularly spectacular.