I went through life as an oddball who could blend in — but never felt right. I followed the rules, did the things you’re supposed to do, and still felt chronically uncomfortable. In my 30s, I finally found out why: I’m autistic. Suddenly, so much made sense… and yet, everything was upside down. If you’re a late-diagnosed autistic woman, you know how disorienting it can be. Let’s talk about it — the highs, the grief, the clarity, the “holy shit” moments. Let’s process the weirdness of finally understanding your brain after years of being misunderstood.