Post Diagnosis A – What I Thought Would Happen
I would be overwhelmed with happiness because I had identified ‘the thing’ and now had an explanation for my life’s struggles.
I would have been proved correct to the people that doubted me and they would have to apologise and acknowledge the fact that I was right.
I would have a celebratory meal, possibly with champagne.
I would get an exquisite and delicate black tattoo of a spiral galaxy, containing a number of tiny stars in rainbow colours to represent neurodiversity. I would get the tattoo on my left biceps.
Everybody I knew would be quite interested.
My partner would use the new found knowledge to be more understanding and our relationship would start to blossom again.
I would take part in Autistic Pride day wearing a slinky red dress and having the words ‘Fuck You’ written in big black letters on my forehead.
I would be welcomed by a vast online community of people just like me, who would provide companionship and support.