I had a coming-out of sorts at work the other night. Another person and I had a conversation about relationships, and in explaining why I didn't have one, I mentioned that I was on the spectrum. I've been loath to tell a lot of people this (only three know so far) for fear of their reactions, but on the other hand, saying I'm autistic would explain a lot. Well, this time it explained a lot...and got me a very unexpected reaction.
The person I came out told me he has an autistic cousin.
I'm sure we'll be talking more about autism now that we've opened up to each other. He's got questions, I'll try to have answers. It's a little tough to be on the giving end of the advice and trying to remember how they treated my autism almost 30 years ago, but I'm glad I got the chance to tell someone about it. And I'll be especially glad to have the opportunity to help someone understand it better for his family's sake.