I’m wondering if anyone relates to the painful grief of all the years spent masking, pretending, and stifling yourself just to fit in. I thought I had worked through this after my diagnosis in April, but it has returned with vengeance.
Finding my autistic tribe online has been life-changing. Last week I felt fully heard and understood in an autistic group for the first time ever. It was incredible, but since then I’ve been an emotional mess. The contrast is so stark: years of loneliness, squashing myself, constant misunderstandings.
I don’t need replies suggesting therapy. I already have a neuroaffirming therapist who helps me more than any counsellor ever has. But it’s 2 am, I can’t sleep, and I feel very alone.
Is it normal for this grief to come back so strongly?
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