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I just finished posting something on a youtube video of Aurora called 'Aurora being hilariously out of context for 6 minutes straight ' who I am sure is autistic but the world views as 'quirky' as with many other autistics, especially women.

I found out about 2 years ago and it changed my life. Everything. My self perception, my engagement with others, unmasking, reframing my old experiences, deeper understanding and use of accommodations and better supporting myself.

I've gotten every kind of response from people, from 'we're all a bit autistic' and 'why does everyone need a diagnosis or label these days' to speaking to me like a 5 year old mid conversation after finding out. I use responses to study the perception of autism in the world.

Ultimately most people do not understand what it is, so many things they say are from that limited understanding. And the cognitive dissonance is glaring because autism is otherwise presented as the alternative person in every piece of media and people are more likely to praise and accept that but not real autistic people and their difficulties.

Finding out felt like coming home, and curiously, a hive mind that I belong to, or an alien planet we all come from. It was like a tribe I was always looking for but didn't know existed. All along it was me/how I am and it has a label and identity and group of descriptions and experiences that I can relate to and learn from.

I've processed a lot of my autistic journey in writing which you can use the search function to locate on my profile, and more private access in a community is available in a group membership I have posted the link to at the bottom of the comment I posted on YouTube found below.

My YouTube comment:

Let me tell you, there are many of us and we are out there. Been hiding for so long, or just coming out of hibernation, in darkness, dejected or struggling, sharing our gifts freely with the world. We have a sense of justice, a beautiful spirit, we remind people of fairies and yet we have a dark side, a primal side, we walk with the goddess, we make art, music, nourishing foods, knots and spells, and we suffer in silence the bullies and the discrimination, invalidation and misunderstanding. It is multilayered, cultural, genetic, as old as history, history itself in the body, across generations and timelines, worlds upon worlds intertwined and get at once expanded and expanding and contracting on equal measure, some of us dying for air. We are dying for the things our bodies and indeed the entire body of the collective organism consciousness on this planet need, We are the earth and all her creatures. We are the spectrum of the rainbow and beyond. A spectrum is infinite and complete and a question mark all at once. We just do what we want and need and simply, to other humans, we appear strange. People may project onto us labels, assumptions, titles and roles. They may welcome us and adore us, they may shun and abuse us. We are the gentlest creature, misunderstood so often by the world that it traumatised us, caused us to withdraw or rage out, or nourished, supported and encouraged. It is very simply this, autism presents differently females. I realised that I was autistic at the age of 27. The autism spectrum is viewed very stereotypically but the presentation in females is only now being seen in a different light, by the medical community that is whose benchmark was the male and the associated little boy behaviour and body. We are the manic pixie dream girl in movies, the Luna Lovegoods of the world, intense or withdrawn co-worker, the very strange and fringe people in society, the outright stars of the show or centre of attention. We are nobody to most, invisible as autistic to the world, using masking to survive and relate to others, or very visible and local publicly and breaking down privately. Meltdowns. Cacophony of emotions and chaos calmed only by familiarity of routine. Special interests and worlds to escape into and explore, creativity running through our blood. Our senses blunted by necessity in an onslaught of stimuli and demands from the world, or razor sharp and being wielded to present the most beautiful genius expressions of our minds. Look out for the autistic girlfriends of the world, the Luna Lovegoods in real life. Just like Wednesday Adams who captured the heart of the millennials, look out for the girls who are different, misunderstood or mistreated. Would you befriend someone like her in real life? Be honest and educate yourself about the subject so you can begin to recognise it and be there for your friends especially the women who, with access to information on the internet, increased awareness of the subject and many autistic individuals successfully speaking and advocating and writing and publishing their stories are all realising this about themselves. Luna was made fun of regularly, humiliated and shunned. And yet she shone brighter than the sun, the light of the moon was upon her.

This resource changed my life:

https://www.google.com/amp/s/taniaannmarshall.wpcomstaging.com/2013/03/22/moving-towards-a-female-profile-the-unique-characteristics-abilities-and-talents-of-young-girls-with-asperger-syndrome

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