I'm starting the process of seeking an autism diagnosis, and so far it's gone OK. I have an appointment on 7/7 to talk to my PCP, who is young, and female and seems very open minded. I am hoping that the long list of bullet pointed symptoms works to convince her that I'm autistic.
My ADHD makes me chatty, and I have lots of friends, have dated a lot, and have many things about me on the surface that don't make me come across as "typically" autistic, or at least, autistic in the way most health care professionals are expecting to see. They first of all are not very familiar with autism as a disorder outside of young boys. I'm a 46 year old woman with a full time job and a lot of friends, so this won't be easy.
I think though, that all the evidence I've amassed from the last two months or so of absolutely obsessive research into autism and how it presents in women and girls and afabs, will help convince her.
I just wanted to touch on masking for a moment, because I'm not even sure my PCP will know what that is, but I feel like I seriously started masking my autism about 30 years ago, when I started high school. That's when I looked around me and realized other girls didn't act like me, and furthermore, if I wanted any friends or any acceptance, I would have to start acting like they did.
That's when I changed the way I spoke, the subjects I talked about, and didn't bring up any of the "weird" thoughts I had. That's when I started pretending to be carefree and charming and light hearted, when inside, a hot day, or a confusing social situation would send me into a meltdown. No one thought I was autistic, let alone myself.
Masking my ADHD was easier, as people expect women and girls to be flighty and distracted and daydreamy, They're just being silly girls right? But autism. That made me a tom boy. That made me blunt, and awkward and too loud. That made me have strange anxieties, and strange thoughts about the world that made me seem weird to other children, so I started masking heavily. I always put on a happy smile when I met people, made charming jokes and engaged in hours of chit chat and small talk, collapsing in exhaustion afterward. All I wanted to do was talk about sex, or true crime, or science fiction, or psychology, but I contented myself with talk about fashion, and boys and pop singers and popular shows.
Now, at 46, this mask will be a detriment to me getting diagnosed. I constructed it too well. No one believes me. I don't even know how to behave like an autistic person. To me, doing so is social suicide, and will open me up to derision, mockery and exclusion.
Idk where I'm going with this, but needed to get it out there. Masking sucks, and I hope I can get diagnosed despite having a carefully constructed mask.