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 never really socialized at university, but overall it was a positive experience, I enjoyed the peace and solitude in the libraries and the atmosphere of the whole place. In contrast, the outside world is a nightmare.
Yes, I loved the solitude of libraries and the general atmosphere. It is because of the outside world that I reflect so much on my time at university, which was an oasis of calm in a world of chaos.