April is Autism Acceptance Month, and I’m excited to share Sydney’s journey of discovering her autism as an adult. Sydney found out she was on the spectrum in her 40s, a revelation that was surprising for both of us and has significantly improved our communication and understanding.
During the peak of the global pandemic, many of us faced challenges but also found opportunities for growth. While some took up new hobbies or reorganized their homes, I tackled homeschooling, stress-eating, and late-night reading. Most significantly, I discovered that I am autistic.
I learned about my autism at 40, right in the middle of the pandemic. This discovery, although overwhelming, explained so much about myself.
Before diving deeper into my personal story, let’s clear up some common misconceptions about autism. Autism is not a mental health disorder; it is a neurological condition characterized by unique brain structures and neurotransmitter levels. This condition is often invisible—people with autism don’t have a specific “look,” making it inappropriate to assume someone’s neurodiversity based on their appearance.
Autism has a rich and complex history, first identified over 200 years ago. It’s important to note that autism is not caused by vaccines, a myth debunked by multiple studies.
Historically, autism was thought to affect only males, but we now understand it also affects females, though often with different manifestations which can make diagnosis challenging.
My personal revelation about being on the spectrum came unexpectedly. While researching child development, I stumbled upon an article on autism that resonated deeply with me. Though I initially dismissed the idea, the seed had been planted. Weeks later, another deep dive into the subject confirmed my suspicions through a self-assessment.
The discovery was initially shocking, but I chose not to seek a formal diagnosis right away. Instead, I shared my findings with my husband, Sam, who was supportive and even curious if he might also be on the spectrum (his results were negative).
Living with this new understanding of myself has been liberating. I haven’t disclosed my condition to many, choosing instead to share through this blog to foster awareness and acceptance. Each person on the autism spectrum is unique, and while the label of autism is part of our identity, it does not define us.
In sharing my story, I hope to contribute to a more diverse and accepting world, where the beauty of neurodiversity is recognized and celebrated.
