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Monday, December 4, 2017

Why I Wish I’d Been Diagnosed With Autism As A Child

To survive constantly feeling lonely, unwanted, and scared for my safety — not to mention the crushing pressure to pass all my exams with straight As — I would tell myself, each morning, that I was a robot on a factory line. That it was just my body in the classroom, and my soul was separate from it. That I couldn’t feel anything. But trying to repress my emotions didn’t work, and I engaged in self-harm regularly from the age of 14 on, believing I deserved it for being unable to fit in the way others could.

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