Hard to say really, I still don't fully consider myself to be a "grown woman" in the conventional sense. It's weird, parts of me, like school and work responsibilities, almost seemed to skip straight from childhood into adulthood with nothing in between, while the rest of me, emotional maturity, pleasure activities, ways of communicating, all seem to be stuck in this perpetual childhood. I still talk to my imaginary friend, play in cardboard boxes, and love running around in toy stores, while at the same time I'm going to college, working, and going downtown with my friends, all of whom seem so much more "grown up" than me, even though we're the same age. Most days I wish I were still a kid, life was simpler back then, not to mention more fun!
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"Survival is insufficient" - Seven of Nine
Diagnosed with ASD level 1 on the 10th of April, 2014
Rediagnosed with ASD level 2 on the 4th of May, 2019
Thanks to Olympiadis for my fantastic avatar!