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Officially diagnosed with Autism last night, 8/4. I’ve always had my suspicions for a long time.

It’s real now.

I’m relieved and filled with grief. I remember taking this weird test before kindergarten that many of my other classmates didn’t take.

I’m certain my parents knew about my diagnosis but never told or helped me.

At least I understand why everything has been difficult from learning to making friends.

Figuring out if I feel better or worse.

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Published by: northwoodn0tes

Hi, I’m Alan, and I’m so grateful you’re here. This space is the result of a long, treacherous journey — one marked by survival, healing, and ultimately, freedom. I'm a survivor of sexual assault and domestic violence, experiences that once left me feeling isolated and voiceless. For years, my mental health felt like an endless storm. But through the wreckage, I discovered the profound importance of genuine friendship — those rare connections, both near and far, that see you, believe you, and stand with you. One of my greatest joys now is sondering — pausing to marvel at the rich, complex lives of the people who have crossed my path and helped stitch together the fabric of my healing. Each bond, no matter how brief or lasting, has been a spark of hope. My story is also one of movement — not just emotional, but physical. I made the leap to Colorado, seeking a new chapter and the freedom to live more authentically. Here, among the wide skies and new beginnings, I am reclaiming joy, learning to thrive, and offering my story to others who may need a reminder that freedom is possible. Thank you for being a part of this journey, Mr. Northwood

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