Hi! I'm James, but most people call me Jamie.
I'm 24 and I live in New York. I strongly believe I'm autistic and definitely should've been diagnosed as a child (was partially/mostly non-verbal for most of my childhood, obsessed with soft textures --always felt all the nice-textured-looking clothing in stores with my face and hands...oops, unhygienic!--, lots of misophonia amid other sensory issues, bonded more with my cats & older folks than people my own age, etc. etc...).
I've spent a lot of my life thinking something was really wrong with me. I have a multitude of mental health issues: chronic depression, social anxiety, general anxiety, and PTSD, which are finally improving thanks to a ton of self-work, therapy, and a delightful little pill called Effexor.
But all in all, finding myself to be autistic has helped my self-image a lot. I'm not just a jerk, or stupid, or too highly-strung. I'm normal. I'm autistic.
A few things about me are that I'm pretty shy even as an adult, I love cats more than anything in the world besides my partner, my main (and nearly lifelong!) special interest is Pokemon, and my favorite musician is Elliott Smith.
Pleased to meet you all!