STOP. IF YOU THINK YOU’RE AUTISTIC- YOU’RE NOT. WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU WANT TO MAKE SUCH A DEBILITATING DISORDER PART OF YOUR IDENTITY?
Do you know how hard it is to live with autism? Not just to have it, but even to live with or know somebody affected by it? It’s the most disheartening thing in…
Well, innit dat special.
So are you saying everyone professionally diagnosed who agrees with their diagnoses are wrong?
Do you realize how the Big Books of Things to Get Diagnosed With have evolved over time, that there are those of who were diagnosed with diagnoses that no longer exist which translate to other diagnoses now?
Do you realize the actuallyautistic tag isn’t even for you to use, as you are not actually autistic? That has been made clear in the tag itself very recently, for anyone who only ventured into Page 1 at the time you must have posted this.
Do you realize you’re making autistic people into objects of pity and people who know autistic people into saints? Do you realize it is offensive for you to tell me that my household and acquaintances are having ~such a hard time~ living with me or even knowing me?
I am autistic, my husband is autistic, one of nephews is autistic, and at least four of my daughters are autistic. And these are all people within my household. I could give you a longer list if you so desire.
We are not “all high-functioning”; people are more complex than functioning and how can you determine how the world in the future will view people who are young now?
I am not disheartened to be me, nor am I disheartened to have the family that I have. I roll my eyes when people scream of such persuasions. If you wish to be close-minded, in the process pushing yourself away from all autistic people whether self-diagnosed or not, that is your decision. Go do whatever it is you do somewhere else, where you can’t undermine people’s struggles or make them feel like burdens.
Since Draggle already brilliantly covered the ableism and violation of a safe space in this cesspool of a post, let me just add: I realized I was on the spectrum when I was fourteen, when I first heard of Asperger’s. I wasn’t diagnosed until I was 22, partly because my parents weren’t interested in seeking a diagnosis but mostly because when I tried to find more information on ASD, I ran into jerks like you screaming about how anyone who self-diagnoses is an attention whore and how “real” autistics can’t possibly function with enough self-awareness to diagnose themselves.
So I figured I had to be a terrible person and didn’t seek help or understanding for almost ten years, thanks to people like you.