Life with a Label – The Diary of an Autistic Girl
My thoughts from a late diagnosis onwards…
As much as I hate to admit it, my journey from pet-less to dog Mama has been one cliché after another. Loretta came to me just before Christmas – dog charities say that you shouldn’t buy at that time, but the pandemic was on and everybody did anyway. She is a French Bulldog, currently sitting …
“How are things with you?” my neighbour Ellie asked me yesterday from the opposite side of the road. Her little girl screeched to a halt on her pink scooter and pointed delightedly at Loretta. Cocker spaniels interlaced themselves around Ellie’s ankles. Her older children were back at school, the cat was waiting for them at …
Post Diagnosis:The Aftermath. Let’s start with some numbers, shall we? I like numbers and, contrary to popular autistic stereotypes, that is not because I enjoy or am good at maths. I just like the patterns that numbers can make. Looking back, perhaps my parents should have suspected that there was something autistic going on when, …
It’s official. Or rather, it became official on a dark evening in late February. The Harley Street psychiatrist, slightly grainy over Skype, shuffled his papers, sighed a little and said “Look, we could go on and on, but it is obvious that you are autistic”. A feeling that I always associated visually with melting …