saxgeek wrote:
I was diagnosed when I was 5 years old in kindergarten. At that time, I didn't know what autism was, or that any kind of evaluation was going on. My mom just told me that I had "a different brain" from everyone else.
Yeah, it was kind of like that for me. I knew I was being tested in some way, but not why. I kind of liked all the appointments; the doctors and staff were very nice, the tests were like fun challenges... I couldn't understand what it was all
for unless it was explained in very simple terms. As I got older I learned things in more detail.
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Yes, I have autism. No, it isn't "part of me". Yes, I hate my autism. No, I don't hate myself.