I’m a recently diagnosed, less recently self-identified autistic woman of fifty five years of age. Fifty two of those years I had no effing clue what was going on other than I didn’t fit in, never had. I spent thirty seven of those years looking for answers, starting with studying psychology at uni and running the whole gammut of weird and not so weird courses, workshops, and counselling trying to fix myself.

I have a brain. A pretty good one, with some interesting extra features when compared with the standard model. I want to use it. I want to contribute.

This blog is the beginning of the process of working out how I might do that without detriment to my well-being. My starting point is to explore what goes on inside my head when others see something they label weird on the outside. And perhaps maybe we can come to a better understanding.