I realized recently that when I describe âpeople like meâ in terms of the way I process information, being highly sensing, and other things like that, people might assume Iâm only talking about some subgroup of other autistic people. Â But that wouldnât be true.
There are autistic people I relate to very strongly. Â And they come from every diagnostic category and every functioning label, because nobody has come up with an official category that defines my sort of autism.
But thereâs other people I relate to very strongly as well.
Thereâs some people with intellectual disabilities, who are not autistic, but have similar processing issues to me. Â They often are labeled as having a severe or profound intellectual disability, but some are labeled as having a mild or moderate one too.
Thereâs some people with epilepsy that is severe enough that they seize every few seconds. Â This interrupts their sensory processing and cognitive abilities in a way that can resemble my sensory and cognitive processing issues.
There are people whose only diagnosis is various sensory processing disorders, whose experiences can resemble mine, although this seems to be a bit rarer.
There are people who have had strokes or brain injuries or dementia who have very similar processing styles to my own, even if they didnât before the onset of their condition.
So basically, when I talk about âpeople like meâ in terms of sensory and cognitive processing, Iâm not just describing a group of other autistic people. Â Iâm describing a wide and diverse group of people with disabilities, that have somehow led their brain to process things in a manner extremely familiar to me.
When we meet, we often click instantly. Â I have had conversations across the room with strangers who were 'like meâ, while staff looked on and saw no communication at all, because they didnât know how to recognize non-standard communication. Â And those moments of communication with total strangers, undetected by staff, sustained me for a long time when I was quite lonely. Â The strangers were not always autistic, but they did always have a cognitive disability of some kind. Â Some of them could speak and others couldnât, but all of us could converse without speech, in ways that were instinctive rather than learned.