I was diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome back in 2012. Believe me when I say it doesn’t feel that long ago – I am totally unable to keep track of time.

I wasn’t sure how I felt about it at first. Not surprised – I’d gone through my life being excluded and not fitting in and trying to shut out all the noise. I do remember my Catholic father telling me I could be cured, and I just thought how lucky I was that I wasn’t gay and have all these clowns trying to cure me. I think he thought for a long time that I was gay because I’ve never been that interested in ‘chasing girls’ as he would probably put it.

For me I guess I kind of made light of it at first. But finally knowing how I was different has helped me a bit, and I’m much happier and more comfortable talking about it now.