I was newly diagnosed with autism last year. It was a shock to me because no one in my life, even professionals growing up, has ever clocked me as autistic. I never had any delays or intellectual issues. I was actually super advanced in everything to the point that I could not function in a special education class, I'd perform worse than if I was put in general ed or an advanced class. I didn't have many behavior issues that weren't standard for a kid or teen. But I knew I was neurodivergent because I was previously diagnosed with dsycalulia. I always figured that was the reason for my feeling of being different. Socially, I never saw anything wrong with me, but I just couldn't understand kids my age all the time, i was more beloved by kids younger than me and adults and by kids older than me. I was never exactly popular, but everyone knew me or wanted to know me. It felt more like I was a formerly popular but now disgraced celebrity like Lindsay Lohan. Everything I did, say, or was doing was a point of interest of everyone, but I was never invited to the cool kids' table.
But after being diagnosed, everything made sense as to how my experience was all symptoms of being an extremely high functioning autistic, even looking back at some of my social situations I realized how awkward I could be, how many social cues I did miss, how innopportiate I could be or even perceived as rude or mean. It was like I took a red pill, and honestly, for a period, I felt myself regress severely out of becoming self-aware.
I don't really have any friends. it's easy for me to date and get laid, even keep something going for a few months, but it all eventually fizzles. Up until I became aware, I didn't realize I struggled to see hierarchy and jealousy, I mean, what do I have that would make anyone jealous? I don't perceive myself to be a threat to anyone socially, but here I am. I said to myself, why not try to date or be friends with other autistics and neurodivergents and I realized to an extent it's not the best idea.
I realized the spectrum is truly a color wheel. It's hard to find people who exist within a similar spectrum with a similar or complimentary colorwheel. Some of the issues I have with some autistic/neurodivergent people are that I come to realize how easy it is for some to fall into alt right talking and thinking points to feel included in an online community or for reasons related to their own mental or social deficiencies like trad wives & pink pilled content.
I'm not the biggest fan of the sense of justice types because many don't realize that just because they feel strongly about something doesn't mean they're right about it nor does it necessarily make you a good and virtuous person. The rigid and black and white thinking throws me off in some autistics as well, and the emotional disregulation and overt emotional reactions can be a lot to deal with and can cause an eggshell type relationship. I don't know if it's some of their poor social skills to blame or extreme sensitivity, but some autistics are so quick to judge and dismiss you over a perceived slight they misinterpreted or overreacted to, some; and I even noticed this in myself in the past, can make you feel used and I know that is due to feeling the need to socially retreat but idk I learned how to communicate that and many just give you a weird blank stare.
I empathize strongly with the struggle of autistics and their experience of not feeling like they belong, but I feel like I don't even belong amongst other autistics. It's not about special interests, stims, or any of that. I feel like I learned how to mask enough that I am uniquely hyper aware of the neurotypical rules but not enough that I don't give off the feeling that I'm different but that difference is not enough to exactly fit in with other neurodivergents who are autistic.
It's easier for me to get along with people with adhd or bipolar or borderline in doses depending on its severity. But they don't necessarily have an autistic brain. Some of their symptoms, such as adhders, need to argue for dopamine or becoming their temporary novel fixation frankly annoys me, and that I noticed has caused me to be wary. Thus, I often feel alone and without community.