Hello. I'm "Kazu" on here. It's a name from a book. I'm a cis woman and I'm married with no children and only 1 cat. I used to have 3 cats and I miss them. I was diagnosed autistic around 2015-16. It has helped me understand why I can't change some things about my self.
I don't have many friends nearby but I have acquaintances that are friendly. I don't like house guests and going out late. This doesn't help with trying to make friends. When I listen to music, I don't want people to talk over it. This also doesn't help with making friends, but I like playing with my band. I get upset when the house is messy and chaotic and this leads to fights with my husband, who has ADHD.
I often feel misunderstood and not taken seriously. This is probably because I fail to give the facial expression that goes with an important statement.
I miss my home country and its forests. I haven't felt at home anywhere since I was 12. I have many regrets in my life. Some day I will feel at peace and in control of my life. But it probably won't be this week. :)
I hope everyone that reads this is doing well. Being autistic is a job in itself.
