Depression

Depression is a coat I’ve been wearing since I was 16. It’s a garment for all seasons. It’s the air I often breathe. I wish I knew that I was autistic when I was that scared, traumatised 16-year-old. I had absolutely no idea. And now, in my 40s, I understand: I’m autistic in a random, brutal world, when I all I crave is peace. It’s no wonder that, like many other autists, I feel depressed. However, it’s not all doom and gloom – finally knowing that I’m autistic has led to me connecting with fellow autists, and as a result, I feel less alone and less depressed than I did all those years ago. 

Here's an 'Autistic Not Alien' video about depression: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzvqipWBSjs

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