Life with a Label – The Diary of an Autistic Girl
My thoughts from a late diagnosis onwards…
FOMO (that is Fear of Missing Out to the uninitiated) became a “thing” a couple of years ago. “Do you suffer from FOMO” screamed a raft of magazine articles? “No,” I would reply, bewildered. “I don’t “ But perhaps I have a slightly more complicated attitude to socialising than the above suggests. Casting my mind …
A couple of years ago, when people still met face to face and large groups were not associated with Covid, I went to my friend Kate’s birthday party. One of the other guests was a more recent friend of hers, Max. Max was an actor. Not a famous one: the sort of actor who got …