After finally realising that I’ve been able to put my past to bed. I’m now able to just acknowledge it has happened and it was bad and see it as a memory.
Since being discharged from therapy, I’ve realised that there’s something not right with me. In November I went to see my doctor, during the appointment we discussed whether or not I was autistic.
We decided to give it a month to see how I was doing. The upshot was I contacted my doctor to request a referral for assessment.
I’ve always been aware that I wasn’t the same as others, I had severe difficulties at school, trouble with coordination and other issues.
So, I’ve decided to document my new journey on here, the waiting for assessment and my feelings about this.
My journey to neurodivergent joy 