Like when will I wake up? in thirty minutes? in 3 hours? in 9 years? No one can be sure.
Work until you no longer have to introduce yourself.
For what it’s worth: It’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over.
Do the things you used to talk about doing but never did. Know when to let go and when to hold on tight. Stop rushing. Don’t be intimidated to say it like it is. Stop apologizing all the time. Learn to say no, so your yes has some oomph. Spend time with the friends who lift you up, and cut loose the ones who bring you down. Stop giving your power away. Be more concerned with being interested than being interesting. Be old enough to appreciate your freedom, and young enough to enjoy it. Finally know who you are.
Like when will I wake up? in thirty minutes? in 3 hours? in 9 years? No one can be sure.
So there’s this dynamic:
Autistic person: The door is open!
Other person: I *know* that. It’s hot in here.
Autistic person: The door is open!
Other person: I already explained to you that it’s hot in…
My only problem with this entire post is the use of “Autistic” as an adjective. They are so much more than their disability and should be credited as such. “Person with Autism” would be more appropriate.