Anyone else Autistic and caring for an elderly parent?

Hi everyone. I've been recently diagnosed and wondered if anyone else is Autistic and a carer? 

My diagnosis wasn't a surprise, I have always been playing the board game of life without knowing the rules or having any instructions. 

Anyhoo, as an adult who has just hit 60, in a full time demanding job and looking after my elderly, frail mother, I sometimes feel as if I am totally alone in this regard. My mum was always the one who looked after me , completely understood how I was different to my 4  siblings (although didn't know why) and now the tables have turned and life is very hard. My sibling don't help and quite frankly, don't care. 

Anyone else in the same or similar position?

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  • I’ve just been diagnosed aged 51. I’ve always known and I think all my family knew as well. My Mum lives on the same street as me and her health is deteriorating and she needs a lot of support. I do get help from my Sister but because I live so close to my Mum I inevitably end up doing most of the caring. I want to be there for Mum because she has always been there for me but what I find difficult is watching the person who has always been my lifeline get older and more dependant. I have a lot of social difficulties and I’m frightened that one day I’m going to have to live without the only person who understands me and the only person I’m comfortable being with.

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  • I’ve just been diagnosed aged 51. I’ve always known and I think all my family knew as well. My Mum lives on the same street as me and her health is deteriorating and she needs a lot of support. I do get help from my Sister but because I live so close to my Mum I inevitably end up doing most of the caring. I want to be there for Mum because she has always been there for me but what I find difficult is watching the person who has always been my lifeline get older and more dependant. I have a lot of social difficulties and I’m frightened that one day I’m going to have to live without the only person who understands me and the only person I’m comfortable being with.

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