Published on 12, July, 2020
Now that I know that I’m autistic, I understand why I loved university so much and why I think about it so often. I had almost complete freedom, which for me often meant wandering around Cambridge on my own and occasionally *thinking* about studying. University was an escape when I needed it most. It was a self-contained universe, full of opportunities (if I could be bothered to take them). It was a world away from work and responsibilities and the general grind of life that we’re expected to tolerate. And I met my favourite people there.
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I enjoyed university. The learning was challenging but enjoyable and I like how you don't have to be social, not that I ever was anyway to be fair. They were good times and I came out with good grades. Parents were so proud.
That's great that you enjoyed university too and that your parents were so proud.