Just had confirmation that I am autistic. I am in my late 50s and in the end my life experience couldn't really be explained any other way. It's been like trying to finish a jigsaw puzzle and finally finding the missing piece. I can start to let go of the past and maybe continue studying after I finish an MA. I would find it reassuring to read other people's experiences of late diagnosis. I feel a mixture of relief tempered by regret, if I had had help and support earlier I think many things would have been easier.
