My mum told me I got diagnosed with autism when I was about 2 years old. I was put into care at 3 and nobody was told about my autism.
When I was fostered my foster parents thought I was just a naughty child so my foster mother thought hitting me was ok but it made me worse. I grew up knowing I was different from other people but not knowing what was wrong with me. I finally met my birth parents when I was 19. My mum told me about the autism. My sister had told me when I was 17 but I didn't believe her. I finally got re-diagnosed when I was 29. Now I understand what was wrong with me all these years. It was a great relief to know I wasn't crazy. I have better understanding of my autism. I gets me down sometimes but I cope with it ok. My husband is a great support and so is my wee mum in law. I have an autism co-ordinator whom I can see if things get tough for me. iam am proud to be autistic.
Glasgow, United Kingdom
