B19 wrote:
...2) Some younger auties here write that any life effort is a waste of time because they are autistics and there is nothing good about it. I disagree with this.
3) Some older auties believe that very late diagnosis is an unqualified tragedy and there is nothing good about it, it's just a further complication. I also disagree with this.
These extremist positions have bothered me every time I see them...
Those positions are stated by people that I call 'Disablists' - people who seem to believe that a diagnosis of an ASD (official or self-made) automatically absolves them from being accountable for their own actions and responsible for their own lives. In other words, they seem to lean heavily on their ASD diagnoses as justification for their claims that the world must cater to them in any way, and that anyone with an ASD diagnosis who has somehow made their own way in the world is actively shaming those who haven't.
Sure, and
there really are those whose ASD is crippling, and those people deserve all the support they can get. People who simply can not tolerate noise, bright lighting, strong odors, crowds, and other people in general. People who simply can not form meaningful relationships, and whose only means of social contact is the Internet and websites like this one. I am not referring to these people as "Disablists".
Instead,
I'm referring to people who hold up their ASD diagnoses and shout "I Can't" every time they are confronted with an opportunity, just as if they were potential victims holding out crucifixes to vampires and shouting "I Abjure Thee!" - people who, for example, seem to simply not want to make the effort to hold down jobs and earn incomes on their own, and who use their ASD as an excuse to never even try. People who have official ASD diagnoses, and who claim that I can't possibly have an ASD because I've learned to cope with my condition long before I even knew I had one!
Maybe that's it. Maybe if I had received my diagnosis 40 to 50 years earlier, I too might have learned that I was doomed to a lifetime of disability, then I too would be wailing about my plight and railing against those who have succeeded where I've failed and accusing them of 'shaming' me with their stories of success in a world that values conformity and social interaction above all else.
I refuse to be ashamed of my success. I refuse to conform, as well. I've made my own way, without demanding accommodations for my condition, and I'm proud of it.