TouhouFan28
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When I realized I was autistic I felt a weight of emotions. Most of them was grief, frustration and anger. I was religious at the time so I directed a lot of them towards God. I was angry that he didn't give me the impressive autism that makes you talented, intelligent or strongly motivated. I had the type that was least desirable in society. I grieved the life I could've had if I was neurotypical. I was angry that he handicapped me from birth.
Despite my outrage, I also felt relief. I felt relieved that my alienation had a name. That my uniqueness had a community and I'm glad that I've accepted this as myself.
Despite my outrage, I also felt relief. I felt relieved that my alienation had a name. That my uniqueness had a community and I'm glad that I've accepted this as myself.