My Emotional Labour of a Late Autism Diagnosis
For the longest time, I felt like I lived out of my body. My life experience never quite made sense, for I’ve had to work harder to belong, and still felt quite foreign. Even as a child and adolescent in school, I was compelled to roleplay multiple characters adapting to different situations and social settings. It was as if I had a rolodex filed away in my brain, filled with personalities from films, songs, books, or pop culture. Sometimes, I also filed away traits and personalities of people who made an impression on my mind.