Late diagnosis and childhood memories

To those who were diagnosed post 40, thinking back, what are some ‘autistic’ things you can now recall you used to do?

I had a flashback just now, of when I was about 5 at break in school. I used to enjoy observing the grass, and all the different types of plants that grew there. I especially liked clover, and would always try to find one with 4 leaves Rolling eyes I liked the tiny insects as well. Also, I would always imitate sounds (still do, but not quite as often). 

Parents
  • I can remember starting infant school, the class was going to do PE indoors with bare feet. I went into a total meltdown, eventually  I was allowed to wear my elasticated black plimsolls and socks. Still never walk bare foot  50 years on.

  • lol, this made me laugh for some reason, sorry about that! I hated being barefoot at school, and still don’t do it now! Ooh, I loved my plimsolls!

  • You have had a flashback to the 1970’s elasticated  plimsolls! We didn’t need Nike.

    One memory that always lives with me, and not in a bad way. When I was about 6 I had been to the dentist and gone into a meltdown. I got scolded for ages for bringing shame on the family. I had actually bitten the dentist. I had an aunt that I was very close to, I remember her taking me up to our orchard where there was two swings. She sat me down and said,”every now and then god makes someone who is different, who is special and that is you.” I always wonder if she could see something that no one else could. I don’t want this to be about god making people autistic, she was just a religious person.

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  • You have had a flashback to the 1970’s elasticated  plimsolls! We didn’t need Nike.

    One memory that always lives with me, and not in a bad way. When I was about 6 I had been to the dentist and gone into a meltdown. I got scolded for ages for bringing shame on the family. I had actually bitten the dentist. I had an aunt that I was very close to, I remember her taking me up to our orchard where there was two swings. She sat me down and said,”every now and then god makes someone who is different, who is special and that is you.” I always wonder if she could see something that no one else could. I don’t want this to be about god making people autistic, she was just a religious person.

Children
  • Things we'lll never forget

    She has strong, long lasting monument in your heart, and head

  • Oh my. What an awful thing to happen! X

  • Yes, I think she most probably was on the spectrum. She would sometimes be sectioned and put in a mental health hospital for supposed depression and anxiety. Unfortunately about 12 years ago she was in a unit ,the usual was to keep patients heavily sedated so they weren’t a nuisance. Unfortunately no one had removed her false teeth. She choked to death in her sleep. She was the only relation that I’ve ever bonded with.

  • Takes one to know one perhaps?….

  • if she could see something that no one else could.

    some autistic women are known for piercing gaze ability :P they used to call them witches <-- joke

    serious now, When I lived with my granpa (my first 7 years), next house neighbour, some 800 m away, had a badly deformed daughter born, same day as my eldest sister, she is one year younger than I am, 

    In retrospection I can tell she was autistic, with serious intellectual barriers and badly twisted , deformed body, hands and feet. sentenced to wheelchair pushed by her mom for life, unable to speak, but I could tell back than, she was fully cognizant, her eyes were clear as water in a, hill stream. 

    But stupid villagers, roused by priest, everysingle one begun to ostracise the whole family, only my granpa talked to them, he said once, why wouldn't I if I pass their house going to that field of ours by the forest

    at the age 5-6 I used to steal strawberries from their field, and feeling guilty after  I would share some with that girl,  they would usually leave her outside house in a wheelchair in the sun during the day, that was making her super excited, no maskibg, maximum joy, but my mom spotted me once and told me that I should stop bothering them because they have their hands ffull

    I had that feeling sometimes, she could see straight through me, I'm 100% certaain she did recognise me, she didn't start showinbg happines when other people where near her, 

    so, what if she could seee I am autistic back than, I think my granpa knew too, and that he was autistic as well

  • Sounds like a very insightful woman :-)