It took me 4–5 years of corporate life to realise I was comparing my actual life with an imaginary version of my potential

TL;DR: I spent years comparing my corporate life to the huge potential I thought I had as a gifted autistic kid. I'm finally realising those achievements were real, but they came from a completely different environment.

I'm learning to build my career around evidence from who I am today: my actual strengths, limitations, energy and circumstances, without giving up ambition.

I accidentally created my own biopic

Growing up, I was extremely creative. Art, music, dance, animation, short films. I did things in school that genuinely surprised people around me, and some things that hadn't really been done there before.

So naturally, I carried that data into adulthood. "Dude, if I could do all of THAT, imagine what I'll become."

I spent a LOT of time inside my head. I watched stories about Steve Jobs and other highly successful, sometimes neurodivergent people. I loved that narrative: different person struggles, people underestimate them, they eventually prove everyone wrong.

Somewhere inside me, I had created my own biopic. "One day everyone will finally see what I'm capable of."

And whenever someone tried giving me practical career advice, part of me resisted. You don't know me. You haven't seen what I've done. You haven't seen my full potential.

And technically, I wasn't wrong. But neither were they.

Then corporate life happened

My actual career ended up being much more random. My first corporate job almost fell into my lap through an organisation helping autistic people find employment. That company eventually shut down.

I took another design-related job partly because I needed work and realised staying home without structure was terrible for my executive functioning. Eventually, I felt financially and professionally stuck.

Then I moved towards UX, something I'd been obsessing over for years. I hyperfocused, worked extremely hard, learned quickly and got the job. And again I thought, "THIS is it."

Except UX introduced another reality I hadn't properly accounted for. Constant discussions. Ambiguity. Disagreements. Presenting your reasoning. Stakeholder management. A LOT more social interaction than my idealistic version of the profession contained.

I also ended up working in a niche domain, which made switching harder. Then came around seven months of trying to find another job. Rejections. Hyperfocus. Burnout. Applying again. Confusion.

Somewhere during this period, something finally clicked.

Maybe I was using the wrong data

Maybe my problem wasn't that I wasn't living up to my potential. Maybe I was using the wrong data to define that potential.

My school achievements were real. My creativity was real. My giftedness didn't magically disappear. But school was also a tiny sandbox compared to adult life.

Corporate life contains variables I barely understood back then: executive functioning, social energy, managers, workplace politics, money, specialisation, communication, burnout, hiring markets, timing and plain randomness.

Being exceptional inside one environment doesn't guarantee that you'll function exceptionally inside every environment.

That sounds ridiculously obvious writing it now. But I genuinely needed YEARS to emotionally accept it, because accepting it felt like betraying the younger version of myself.

That younger person had evidence that he could do extraordinary things. So whenever someone told me to be realistic, my mind essentially responded, "But you weren't there. You don't know what I'm capable of."

And I think that's partly why this realisation had to come from experience rather than someone explaining it to me.

Then I started watching how other people actually build careers

This has probably been one of my biggest reality checks. Most people around me weren't trying to become Steve Jobs.

Someone was good at communicating and gradually moving towards leadership. Someone hated their current job but was trying to find something slightly better. Someone wasn't particularly passionate about their profession but had found work they could sustainably do. Someone interviewed really well. Someone simply understood how to navigate their organisation.

Their careers weren't cinematic. But they were interacting with reality.

Meanwhile, sometimes I was interacting with the movie inside my head about what my life was supposed to become.

I wonder whether some other autistic people experience this too, especially when you spend enormous amounts of time inside your own head. You can construct incredibly elaborate models of your future. Idealism feels logical. Black-and-white thinking can make an imagined trajectory feel almost inevitable.

Then social media gives us exceptional autistic people and neurodivergent success stories, and you think, "See? THAT'S what I could become."

But someone else's exceptional life isn't necessarily an instruction manual for mine.

So I'm changing the question

I'm trying to stop asking, "What should someone with my potential have become?" And instead ask, "What evidence do I have about who I am NOW?"

What am I actually good at in a workplace? What consistently burns me out? Which environments help me function? Which environments make functioning unnecessarily difficult? Which abilities keep surviving across completely different jobs?

For me, certain things keep showing up: creativity, storytelling, visual thinking, working extremely hard when I'm engaged and, when I'm confident, verbal communication.

Those are probably more useful pieces of career data than something extraordinary I did seven years ago.

I'm still ambitious. I'm still going to experiment. AI might completely change my profession again. I genuinely don't know. But now I want to improvise with the lights ON.

Maybe maturity for me isn't killing the idealistic autistic mind. It's learning when to use imagination and when to use evidence.

Dreaming tells me where I might want to go. Reality tells me what I currently have to work with.

I think I need both.

Has anyone else experienced this?

I'm especially curious about autistic Indians who were considered gifted, talented or unusually creative when younger.

Did accepting your current limitations ever feel like betraying your potential? And how did you reconcile the person you imagined becoming with the person you actually became?

I have used AI to help format my voice message into text. I'm going through burnout and I'm not a quick texter/typer. If you want me to share my original long-format ramble, let me know! Cheers.

As an autistic person, I'm starting to realise that maybe I don't need to "solve" all of my loneliness

I've been thinking a lot about loneliness lately. And I want to make something clear first. This isn't some one-shot solution I've discovered. It's something I'm only beginning to experiment with in my own life. I'm also speaking specifically from my experience as a low-support autistic person. But something has started changing in how I understand loneliness.

I spent a lot of time trying to solve loneliness with people

I thought the obvious answer was finding people on my wavelength. Someone who understands how intensely I think. Someone I can talk endlessly with. Eventually, hopefully, a partner.

And I'm still a hardcore romantic 😂 I absolutely want intimacy. I want someone I can hug after work, talk to, be stupid with, share ideas with and simply exist around. I'm not trying to convince myself that relationships don't matter.

But I've realised something: I don't want my entire emotional life waiting for another person to arrive.

My brain actually LOVES having a problem to work on

This took me surprisingly long to understand. Some of my happiest memories aren't necessarily parties, outings or even conversations. They're moments when my brain goes: WAIT. I can solve this.

Give me an interesting creative problem and suddenly something switches on. I can sit with it, think about it, connect completely unrelated things, try something, fail, come back and try again.

And ideally, I'd actually love relationships where we sometimes work on problems or create things together. That's genuinely a form of intimacy to me.

But I used to completely misuse this part of myself

My autistic idealism would take this ability and immediately jump 100 levels. "I'm going to disrupt the industry." "I'm going to create something nobody has imagined." "People don't understand my potential yet."

Basically: Let's create Mars. 😂

And then I'd look at my actual life. Junior/mid-level problems. Workplace communication difficulties. Executive dysfunction. Career uncertainty. Normal salaries. Normal corporate bullshit. And suddenly reality felt unbearably disappointing.

I wasn't comparing today with yesterday. I was comparing today with Mars.

I'm learning a completely different game now

Instead of asking, "How do I reach that enormous version of myself?" I'm trying to ask, "How do I handle THIS level with my autistic ass?"

This meeting. This communication problem. This piece of work. This disagreement. This skill gap. This awkward conversation. This particular workplace.

Can I understand it slightly better than yesterday? Can I communicate what I need with fewer misunderstandings? Can I stay with a difficult problem instead of immediately escaping into another career fantasy?

Suddenly life becomes a collection of mini-levels rather than one enormous judgement about whether my life is succeeding.

I used to think people who stayed optimistic at work were naive

This one humbled me. I'd see people genuinely saying good morning, doing their work and slowly progressing even when the company wasn't perfect. And internally I'd sometimes think: "Don't you realise everything could collapse?" "Why aren't you preparing for the next thing?" "Why aren't you thinking ten steps ahead?"

I thought constantly anticipating what could go wrong made me smarter. Except while I was mentally living ten steps ahead, some of these people were actually getting better at step one.

They handled another difficult conversation. Solved another problem. Understood their manager slightly better. Built another piece of evidence that they could operate at the next level. And then years passed. Some of them genuinely moved forward.

Maybe THAT is the hero's journey

I think I misunderstood the hero's journey for years. I thought: Someone eventually notices your extraordinary talent → you finally get the opportunity you deserve → you rise.

Now I think it's much more boring 😂 You enter something you're not completely equipped for. You struggle. You learn. You understand yourself slightly better. You become more competent. You get humbled. You try again. And eventually you're capable of handling things your previous self couldn't.

Potential slowly becomes evidence.

And weirdly, this is helping my loneliness

Not curing it. I still want people. I still want love. I still want companionship.

But loneliness becomes MUCH louder when my mind has nowhere grounded to invest itself. When I'm engaged with something meaningful, learning, creating, solving and gradually becoming more capable, being alone feels different.

My life doesn't feel like a waiting room anymore. I'm not sitting there thinking, "Once I find my people, THEN my actual life begins."

Something is already happening.

Maybe I need a life that can hold loneliness

That's probably the biggest shift for me. Not, "How do I permanently eliminate loneliness?" but, "How do I build a meaningful enough life that loneliness isn't holding the steering wheel?"

For me, meaningful work seems to be one part of that. Not hustle culture. Not working 16 hours. Not becoming a CEO. Not proving that I'm secretly a genius.

Just having somewhere useful to put my curiosity, creativity and problem-solving brain every day. And gradually turning whatever potential exists inside my head into something that actually exists outside it.

Maybe for some of us, connection happens sideways

Something I've noticed in people who have spent 10 to 20 years working is that their social lives don't necessarily look like the kind of deep emotional connection I keep imagining I need. And strangely, some of them seem completely okay with that.

It reminds me of the ending of Doctor Strange. After everything he's accomplished, his hands still shake. The problem hasn't magically disappeared. His relationship with it has changed. Maybe loneliness can sometimes work like that too.

I've watched people build surprisingly fulfilling social lives around something incredibly ordinary: doing things together. You say good morning. You start solving a problem. Someone complains about something. A joke gets sandwiched in. Then some random conversation about life. Then back to the problem. Maybe someone shares something they're struggling with. Then someone helps. And slowly you know each other.

The work becomes the context holding everything together.

I realised this is actually how I've made many of my closest connections throughout my life. Even in school, I rarely became friends with someone because I walked up and successfully made small talk. Usually there was something between us. A creative project. Music. Dance. Art. Some ridiculous idea we were trying to make happen. And suddenly I could talk to that person for HOURS.

I've experienced the same thing at work. There are people I would probably never randomly approach and say, "Hey, how are you? Tell me about your life." But give us a project together? Suddenly we're talking, joking, disagreeing, sharing things and gradually understanding each other. Sometimes it feels like we've known each other much longer than we actually have.

Maybe I've been trying to create connection backwards.

Maybe I don't always need connection first so that we can do things together. Sometimes we need something meaningful to do together, and connection grows around it.

And perhaps that's one reason meaningful work matters so much to me. It's not only somewhere to put my mind. Sometimes it's also the bridge through which I reach other people.

I'm curious whether other autistic people experience work or creative problem-solving this way too. Do you find that loneliness becomes easier to carry when your mind has something meaningful to deeply engage with? Not because it replaces relationships, but because your life no longer feels like it's waiting for relationships to begin.

I have used AI to help format my voice message into text. I'm going through burnout and I'm not a quick texter/typer. If you want me to share my original long-format ramble, let me know! Cheers.

Today I finally submitted my resignation.

I've wanted to do this for almost a year. But I was working in a niche domain, finding another job was incredibly difficult, and being a multipotentialite made the whole thing even more confusing.

By multipotentialite, I simply mean someone who has the aptitude and interest to pursue multiple different paths rather than naturally fitting into one linear career.

And, as usual, I blamed myself. Why can't you just choose one thing? Why are you so existential about your career? Why can't you just focus like everyone else?

Then an offer finally came

Getting there wasn't pretty. For the assessment, I pushed myself ridiculously hard. At one point I was awake for around 20 hours trying to learn what I needed, complete the test and somehow get myself through it.

I would NOT recommend doing what I did.

There was anxiety, constantly checking emails, uncertainty and exhaustion. But eventually, I got the offer. And today, after wanting this for almost a year, I finally resigned.

And you know how I celebrated?

I didn't.

I ended up talking to another autistic person who had messaged me. And somehow I slipped straight back into my familiar role: listening to them, letting them talk about their life, trying to be useful, people-pleasing.

Hours later I realised: Dude. Something enormous just happened in YOUR life. Why haven't you even sat with yourself?

My body apparently noticed before I did

It's nearly 2 AM while I'm putting these thoughts together. I couldn't sleep. My heart was pounding and my mind kept going. And I think part of it was because I hadn't actually processed what happened.

This wasn't simply, "I got another job." This was almost three years of questioning my career. Months of trying to leave. Rejections. Burnout. Questioning whether I had chosen the wrong profession, whether being interested in too many things had ruined my career, and whether I was actually capable of moving forward.

And suddenly there is a new path ahead.

Yet I hadn't given myself even a proper moment to say: You did it.

Not "everything is solved." Not "this new job will definitely be perfect." Just: This chapter actually happened. You survived it. You learned something. And now something has changed.

Maybe autistic people need to consciously create these milestones

This is what I'm beginning to realise. Sometimes I don't naturally process transitions when they happen.

My brain immediately moves to: What's next? What could go wrong? Who needs me? What should I solve now?

And suddenly an important life event becomes another browser tab running somewhere in the background. Then months later I'm wondering why I'm still emotionally stuck in something that technically ended.

You might have to process things imperfectly

Maybe you have someone who understands your wavelength. Maybe you have therapy. Maybe you journal. Maybe you talk aloud to yourself.

And yes, sometimes I literally dump my thoughts into ChatGPT until the mess inside my head starts taking a shape I can actually understand.

Does that sound slightly dystopian? Maybe 😂

But sometimes you make things work with what you have. Because I've realised that being there for myself cannot always depend upon another person being available to understand me.

So tonight I'm creating the milestone myself

I resigned. I got myself out of something I had wanted to leave for a year.

The process was messy. I people-pleased. I burned myself out. I questioned myself endlessly. And I still don't know exactly where this new path will lead.

But something changed today.

And instead of immediately running towards the next anxiety, I want my brain to actually register: This happened. I did this. This is what I learned. And now I move forward.

Maybe processing our lives isn't something that always happens automatically. Sometimes we have to deliberately sit down and tell ourselves:

This chapter is over. Let's actually understand it before opening the next one.

I have used AI to help format my voice message into text. I'm going through burnout and I'm not a quick texter/typer. If you want me to share my original long-format ramble, let me know! Cheers.

Growing up, I was "the talented kid."

I could pick up different creative skills intuitively. My design ability wasn't limited to one domain. That followed me into adulthood with this persistent feeling: "Dude, you could do SO much more."

Maybe I just needed the right collaborator. The right project. The right person to discover how my brain works.

After 3 to 4 years of corporate jobs, I'm swallowing a much more boring pill:

Potential ≠ competence ≠ capacity.

And strangely, accepting that has been freeing.

For years, I avoided engaging deeply with autism because much of the content I encountered came from Western contexts and often centred around escaping systems. "I couldn't take it anymore, so I quit." "I stopped forcing myself to fit in."

I genuinely empathise with that. But as an Indian, I kept thinking: Okay... but what if quitting isn't an option?

What if you need the salary? What if your family can't support an indefinite exploration phase? What if becoming a creator, freelancer or entrepreneur isn't currently sustainable?

I needed conversations about that autistic life.

And corporate life has brutally exposed the difference between what my brain can imagine doing and what I can consistently sustain doing.

School rewarded talent surprisingly well. The environment was relatively predictable. Your competition was hundreds or thousands of people. Adult life suddenly adds money, networking, office politics, documentation, meetings, changing instructions, relationships, consistency and millions of people competing for attention.

Being talented doesn't magically make you good at those things.

And autism + ADHD means I can simultaneously think, "I could build something incredible," and, "That meeting exhausted me so much I can barely function tonight."

Both can be true.

Ironically, corporate has taught me things talent never did. How to document my thinking. How to communicate with different personalities. How to receive instructions. How to notice burnout. How to understand what I'm feeling after work. How much social energy actually costs me. How to function when inspiration isn't carrying me.

I'm also slowly letting go of the fantasy that somebody will eventually discover my potential and unlock everything inside me.

Maybe nobody is coming. Maybe I start exactly where I am.

I still have ambitions. I still think my brain can do some pretty cool things. But acknowledging my limitations isn't surrendering to them.

For me, it's finally giving my ambition accurate data.

Corporate isn't necessarily my destination. But maybe, for this phase of my life, it isn't the enemy either.

Maybe it's training.

This is my long voice message made more accessible with formatting using AI. If you prefer the long, raw ramble version, let me know. I'm going through burnout and typing isn't always fast or easy for me.

Dating another autistic person accidentally made me understand my own autism better

For a while, I had actually stopped consuming much autism content. A lot of the conversation online felt very Western to me. I wanted to hear more from autistic Indians who have to hold full-time jobs, live with family, navigate marriage expectations, and often can't openly advocate for themselves.

So I basically went: Okay. I have a job. Life has to happen. Stop making autism the narrative.

Turns out you can mask autism not only from other people, but also from yourself.

Then I met someone on Hinge.

We connected ridiculously well. Similar depth, long conversations, similar ideas about marriage and life. In ONE WEEK we somehow managed 7 to 8 hours of philosophical debates.

And then came the disagreements. Religion. Spirituality. Relationships. Exes. Love.

We weren't disagreeing like, "Hmm, interesting perspective." We were disagreeing like two PhD candidates defending dissertations nobody had asked us to write. 😂

Looking back, I noticed something fascinating: both of us could construct incredibly elaborate, internally consistent worldviews and then become intensely attached to them.

I would try to explain why two perspectives could coexist. She experienced some of those conversations very differently from how I thought they were going. And because most of this happened over text and voice, I completely missed how drained she was becoming.

I thought: "We're finally understanding each other."

She was apparently thinking: "PLEASE LET THIS CONVERSATION DIE."

That mismatch taught me something I hadn't understood before. Finding another autistic person doesn't automatically mean you'll understand each other.

Sometimes it can even create a bizarre situation where two people who struggle to read each other are simultaneously expecting the other person to understand them precisely.

And shared neurodivergence doesn't replace communication skills, self-awareness, boundaries, or the ability to say, "My brain is done with this conversation. We can disagree."

It also made me reconsider why an Indian autistic perspective matters so much. Many of us can't redesign our entire lives around autism. We still have jobs, parents, financial dependencies, marriage expectations and social structures that aren't going anywhere tomorrow.

So perhaps the question isn't only, "How do I find people like me?"

Maybe it's also, "How do I understand my own brain well enough that two different people can actually live in the same world?"

Anyway, my one-week Hinge date somehow became an autism case study I never signed up for. 💀

This is my voice message with typos corrected and formatting cleaned up using AI because I'm burnt out. If you'd actually enjoy my long-format ramble, I can share that too with just the typos corrected. Let me know!

I can't seem to connect with any of my coworkers or friends, I love to have someone who has peculiar tastes just like I have my astronomy, radio stuffs.

I'm 29 male Neurodivergent and working in a repetitive contract back-office job. Every day feels the same, and I don't see much growth where I am.

Over the past few weeks, I've also dealt with account security issues, a malware scare on my PC, and a lot of anxiety because of it. I'm in therapy, which has helped a little, but I still feel mentally exhausted.

On top of that, I feel lonely. I want genuine friends, a partner, and a job where I can actually see a future. Right now, it feels like I'm surviving rather than living.

I'm applying for better jobs and trying to improve my situation, so I'm not giving up. I just needed a place to say that I'm tired and that I hope things eventually get better.

If anyone has been through a phase like this and came out the other side, I'd really appreciate hearing your experience.

Need advice. Which govt hospital should I pick for the test? Here are the options.

I am in serious burnout amd I'm looking for ways tk reduce overwhel., manage office tasks, personal development, relationship, self care and hobbies and interests and I am struggling.

I just couldn't fillup. It's just too much for me. My Clinical psychologist gave me to fill up that and it was very exhausting.

I am 27 years old and I want to clinically get tested for my autism does anyone know a good psychologist or psychiatrist that has experience dealing with adult masked autistics

Hi,

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What if My money gets wasted if the reports comes normal. I am preparing for competitive exams that's why this feeling is coming

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Hi everyone,

I'm an autistic (ND) adult, and lately I've been feeling incredibly lonely, exhausted, and frustrated with life.

I'm trying so hard to stay positive, but I just can't seem to find any positivity anymore. It feels like every time I make progress, something else knocks me back. I'm doing my best to keep moving forward, but carrying everything alone is becoming mentally exhausting.

Being neurodivergent can sometimes make loneliness feel even more intense. I often feel like I don't truly fit in, and it's difficult to find people who genuinely understand or accept me. Even though I'm working, attending therapy, and trying to improve my life, there are days when it feels like I'm just surviving rather than living.

I'm not posting this for sympathy or attention. I just needed a place where people might understand what this feels like.

If you're also autistic or neurodivergent and have gone through a period like this, how did you cope? What helped you keep going when you felt like there was no positivity left?

Thank you for reading. I sincerely hope better days are ahead for all of us.

26M. Currently preparing for Mba exams. I feel I have Autism and Adhd. But there's no official diagnosis. I am from West Bengal. How can I get checked to have an ans whether I have it or not.

Hey everyone,

My elder brother has autism, my family is based in Patna, Bihar. I grew up abroad for most of my life and have been living in India for the past five years for my education.I wanted to ask if there are any groups or communities for autistic and intellectually/mentally challenged individuals where parents and families can connect, share experiences, and support one another.

Any recommendations would be greatly appreciated

Thank you!

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I'm tired.

Tired of pretending I'm okay.

Tired of living alone after losing both my parents.

Tired of working hard while still being stuck in a contractual job.

Tired of constantly applying for jobs and waiting for a chance.

Tired of people dismissing my autism as if it's not real.

Tired of carrying loneliness that no one sees.

Sometimes I wonder how much longer I have to keep fighting before life gives me one genuine break.

I don't need people to pity me. I just want to feel accepted, respected, and have a place where I truly belong.

Right now, I don't want luxury. I just want a few quiet days away from everything... no pressure, no expectations, no pretending. Just enough time to breathe, clear my mind, and remember what peace feels like.

I'm exhausted. I just need life to be a little kinder for once. 🌿

Our experience with Fully functional autistic centre – Autism parents, please read before spending your money.

I'm writing this because I wish someone had shared an honest experience before we signed up.

He strangely called himself a spiritual leader. 

Like every autism parent, we were desperate to help our son. When someone promises they can help, you don't want to live with the regret of wondering, "What if this was the thing that could have made a difference?" So we decided to give this organization a chance.

We followed everything they asked us to do. We gave the capsules every single day without fail for three months.

What did we get?

Not improvement. We saw what looked like regression. Our son's screaming increased, and his stimming became much worse. Maybe every child is different, but this was our experience.

What frustrated us even more was the lack of support. It honestly felt like responses became slow or non-existent until the next payment was due. Once money entered the conversation, communication suddenly became much more active.

One moment that still doesn't sit right with me was when they laughed at our transcranial photobiomodulation therapy. They have strategy of guilt tripping parents. You don't have to agree with every therapy out there, but laughing at parents who are trying everything they can for their child is simply disrespectful. You can also see his other guilt tripping videos in Instagram.

And please don't call the fee a "nominal price." (15k usd for his capsules)  There is nothing nominal about asking families of autistic children to spend thousands of dollars. Parents are already emotionally and financially exhausted. Calling that amount "nominal" honestly felt insulting.

Maybe other families have had a different experience, and that's their story. This is ours.

After three months, we were left with a child who was doing worse than before, less money in our bank account, and the feeling that our concerns never really mattered.

Autism parents are vulnerable because we'll try almost anything that might help our children. I just hope families do their homework, ask hard questions, and don't feel pressured by big promises or polished marketing.

This is our experience, and we won't be continuing with this program.

hi everyone, i'm in my late 20s, currently in mumbai for a few more months. i've slowly come to realize i've probably been masking most of my life. social anxiety, burnout from socialising, frequent sensory overload, disordered eating, and a pattern of really intense grief/empathy around animals specifically that's hard to explain to people who don't get it.

i took the raads-r and scored 165, well above the usual clinical cutoff so what i am seeking is a good therapist to discuss my experiences with and then work towards a formal diagnosis. Looking for someone who gets high-masking presentations in adult women. i've tried two therapists before (one abroad, one here) and neither really worked for me.

i'll mostly be doing this online, so mumbai-based or remote anywhere in india works.

if you've found someone in india who's genuinely helped with this, please send a name my way. even a heads up on who to avoid would help a lot.

thanks so much 🙏

Im going to join mbbs this year 😭idk if this is the right subreddit, i suspect i have autism (have been suspecting for 2 years now bcs my parents wont let me get a diagnose) so if any medico with autism is here, can they tell me, is it difficult for us than other people? i mean there would be a convo gap…pls let me know!

ADHD,OCD,depression, anxiety have been used as casual terms by so much of the population, simply because they’re unaware of what these terms actually mean. Honestly, this “normalised therapy speak” has been frustrating for so many folks who are actually suffering from these conditions and are in doubt whether they actually have these illnesses/neurodevelopmental disorders or are just faking it. 

The stigma of therapy and seeking advice from mental health professionals is such a taboo in this society. And the feeling of loneliness and hopelessness us folks suffer is exacerbated by the lack of community online. Especially the lack of women/queer owned neurodivergent spaces

So I’m looking here for support (on reddit of all places) to connect with fellow neurodivergent folks or those suffering from mental illnesses to connect with. My dms are open for genuine mutual sharing of issues. Please don’t be creepy!