Hello, I am Autistic

Adventures in not fitting in over forty

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I’ve never fit in. Anywhere or with anyone. I thought for a time that it was because I was huge, white, living among pacific islander people, and just an awkward fucking teenager. But at 42, I can honestly still say I’ve never found my group, tribe, or clique.

Some of my not fitting in ness was explained when at twenty-five and in college, I was diagnosed with…