ASD and PROUD!

A version of this post has been published on The Mighty!

Becoming my authentic self, one day at a time.

At 24.5 years old, I’ve been officially diagnosed as having Autism Spectrum Disorder or ASD.  I get to join the ranks of Steve Jobs, Albert Einstein, Mozart, Susan Boyle, Bill Gates(presumably) and more.

Well,  can I say I’m surprised? A little. But I decided it would be best to talk about it on this blog now as it may play a crucial role in my social and academic life in Nigeria.  I had originally deleted a similar post out of shame and fear that the wrong people might find this blog, but as I got to know and love myself a little more over the past few months, I realized how little that actually matters. I am proud of the person I am today and the obstacles I have overcome with this disability-and I hope to spread awareness and understanding to others.Besides, I would also love to inspire other future Fulbrighters with disabilities to apply! Additionally, although everyone on the spectrum is different, I thought it might be useful to share some of my experiences and behaviors that I’ve picked up on myself in hindsight.

 The tests

I had originally decided to get tested for Autism after doing several online screenings. I had my therapist do a short professional screening, and she discovered (not me- I knew this) that I had a strong aversion to loud sounds, bright lights, and wearing certain fabric of clothing (jeans & leggings are the absolute worst, for example!). I then went to a specialist and underwent a battery of neuropsychological evaluations for a total of 5 hours over a span of 2 sessions.  The evaluations tested my verbal, nonverbal reasoning, processing speed, and a few other mental health screenings that tested for depression, schizophrenia, anxiety and more. My parents were also interviewed to see how I was like as a child.

I scored mostly average to slightly above average on the majority of the tests. I also definitely have anxiety according to the BECK screening, which was completely unsurprising.

Additionally, I scored well below average in the social and nonverbal reasoning aspects of the test, but what surprised me is that it turns out my processing speed is incredibly below average. This means that I’m simply not as “quick” as most people. I’ve noticed this in social settings as I have a hard time keeping up with the pace of conversations, and I often end up not saying anything at all as a result.  It’s also been a big problem for me in tests, although I just assumed everyone struggled to finish their tests on time. It might be why I’m not doing so well on the math section of the GRE (see “about me” section).

These days, autism is rated as mild, moderate or severe. With mild being the part of the spectrum for what used to be called aspergers. To my surprise, my rating is considered moderate. Which basically means that my symptoms are generally worse than people who would identify as having aspergers or high functioning autism. Given how “normal” I sometimes appear to others, it means that I unfortunately do an impressive job of masking my symptoms in social situations. However, the examiner said that since I am able to live and work on my own, I should consider myself to have what is now called high functioning autism-even though my symptoms are more severe.

My Social Life

The report said that my social affect is very flat, meaning that I often have a blank stare and do not utilize the extent of my vocabulary when talking.  My parents had also told the administrator that I sometimes had a hard time picking up with mood changes when growing up, and I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if I still do now. I also have a very rigid social life. For now, it means that I join meetup groups in my select interest (bible study, running clubs and book clubs) and very rarely deviate outside of that friend group.

I also have a pretty easy time making friends, but struggle to keep them. This has gone on since middle school, but I starkly remember horrible altercations I’ve had with friends, roommates, and teammates in college and in my early twenties.

What this means for me:

Once again, everyone on the spectrum is different. But I wanted to highlight some of my experiences that are congruent with traits in people with autism:

  1. I am more likely to be isolated by my peer group: All my life I have felt different and awkward. I’ve never belonged in a clique or had a genuine group of friends growing up that lasted longer than a couple months. Of course, a lot of that may have simply attributed to growing up in a military family, where being a tall black kid in Japan and moving every two years made things more difficult compared to other children. Nevertheless, in school, my main focus in life was track and field, and as an adult, my main focus has been on my research and career. I’ve been blessed to be very talented in both of those aspects of my life, but I admit that it is sometimes at the expense of forming and keeping friends. I still crave friendships and intimacy, but I have noticed that others can often in a way sense the “differentness” in me, and distanced themselves no matter how hard I try to act “normal”. However, it never stopped me from continuing to try though. Recently, I’ve joined several meetup groups and forced my introverted self to attend events in an attempt to practice my social skills, this time not to mask my symptoms, but to embrace them and be my authentic self. The results have fortunately been much better and I can finally say that I am forming friendships that will actually last a lifetime.
  2. I am more likely to be sexually and emotionally abused. There have been several articles written about the bullying, and isolation of people with autism, and as the “me too” movement has gained traction, so has the studies about the disproportionally high rates of sexual assault in the ASD community. Yet, this isn’t news to predators. Predators are able to pinpoint the most vulnerable children, teens or adults, who for whatever reason have a hard time feeling comfortable in their own bodies and are less likely to stand up for themselves and speak out effectively. For example, some adults on the spectrum often resort to misplaced anger at others when trying to communicate feelings of real, traumatic events- often scaring away the listener and making the survivor more at risk of victim blaming and other harmful tactics.
  3. I probably hate going to your party or event, but I love being invited. This hasn’t been an issue for me for the longest time, as I have simply not been invited to many events hosted by members in my peer groups. However, as I have been recently forming lasting friendships, I’ve been invited to significantly more parties and gatherings. I look at my younger siblings and notice that going to these events along with one-on-one interaction are the key to maintaining friendships, but I must admit, parties are hard. The music, laughter and conversations are way too loud, the lights are too bright (and don’t even get me started on the dreaded strobe lights!), and no matter how much I run the itinerary and guest-list with the host, their is always a change of plans or people at the event. Don’t get me wrong though, I absolutely love being invited these days, as the pain from being shunned and left out in the past is fresh in my mind. Yet it is something that I will have to get used to, and I am fully aware that the stimuli is only going to be worse in events in Nigeria, so I might as well start to get used to it now.
  4. Love me or hate me, and I won’t have a clue. This one has taken some deep reflection on my personal life and past friendships. I’m beginning to understand that not everyone in my life is my friend or good acquaintance. For the longest time, I’ve assumed that after meeting somebody once, they were on a friendship terms, I would “ride- hard” for people who wouldn’t do the same for me, and it would often stab me in the back when I need them most. Additionally, I noticed that it is the trend to “ghost” or block people these days, without providing any explanation for why your leaving that persons life. It’s extremely confusing to me and it would often take me months to realize that the person no longer wants to speak with me or simply doesn’t have time. When dealing with individuals with autism, it is best to be upfront of why you’re upset with somebody, or why you feel you no longer want to communicate with them. Alternatively, it is extremely difficult for me to figure out if someone likes me or is even flirting with me. Again, it is best to be straight forward with this. I’ve noticed that being invited to events, and being pulled aside to talk one-on-one often clues me in-but only sometimes-because I still often guess wrong.
  5. I don’t need you to accept me, but it would be nice if you would. Only a few months ago I was desperate for the approval and acceptance of others. All my life I’ve subconsciously mirrored other’s behaviors in an attempt to appear “normal” and more like them. However, as I continue to learn and grow, I realize that I am only harming myself by doing so. I haven’t been taking the time to polish my unique talents, and actually develop my individual struggles. It wasn’t until very recently where I decided to truly stop caring about what people think of me, and to just be myself in every situation. Nonetheless, as a verbal and functioning individual on the spectrum, I do feel that it is a responsibility of mine to spread awareness about autism to others and stand up for people who may not otherwise have a voice. It is my experience that some therapists and aspiring clinicians are absolutely horrible in detecting and treating autism in adult women, and I hope to change that on my journey as a friend and through academia. For example, last month, I gathered my friends and family to join me in a national walk to spread awareness for people with autism. We were able to raise over $400 for individuals and families with autism, and I was able to communicate more about myself with those closest to me. I also founded a group for adult women and minorities on the spectrum in order for us to support each other in various ways. It feels good to do my part to spread awareness and support to others, and I hope you will consider doing the same.

What’s next:

The administrator mentioned that it may be useful for me to get special accommodation on tests at Oxford and my next school due to my anxiety and processing speed results. This will be a very interesting change as I don’t have to take tests in a certain time limit or have nearly as many distractions as I’ve had in the past.

It makes me wonder how I was able to solidify a high GPA in college, be an elite athlete, secure kick ass jobs and get into the best university and fellowship in the world… it’s truly a blessing and I guess the sky’s now the limit for what I can do now with an even playing field!

It also explains why applying to places has been my “thing” lately. It’s competitive and I love it. People with autism usually have a special interest in something, and this must be mine. This application cycle I’ll be applying to the Gates Cambridge Scholarship, Stanford’s Knight-Hennesy fellowship and grad school applications. This new “thing” of mine will come in handy as I progress more into my career as an aspiring University President, as applying to grants and such will be routine.

….Well, as an African American women, I can fully attest to the research that claims that late diagnosis is common in women, and even more common in African Americans. This is unfortunate because early intervention is the key to living a healthy and fulfilling life. Being diagnosed as an adult will come with a lot of challenges, but it has also already come with a lot of clarity. I find that I’m able to understand myself better, and be kinder to myself when I struggle with minor social situations. I’m hoping the future will continue to bring in more clarity and self-compassion.

 

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  1. I recommend to every aspie to learn self-defense, like I did. It lowers the chances of abuse and calm rage attacks. Worked for me.

    You’re so lucky to have your diagnose. I didn’t know what I had until my mid-forties, and I’m really ticked off. Wish I’d have known as a child, as young as possible. That would’ve helped a lot.

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  2. Thank you so much for sharing such a private matter with us! I also didn’t know that people could be diagnosed so late in life, but the way you described it makes sense as to why it would be diagnosed later. Continue living unapologetically and you will meet people who are genuine and really have your best interest at heart!!

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  3. Beyond being incredibly informative, I think this article showcases just how much of a thinker you are and how well written you are. There are so many things I never knew about autism (and never thought to search), but now my interest is piqued! I’ve shared the article with my sister who is interested in learning more about autism! Thank you for being so open!

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  4. I loved reading this!! I admire how self-aware you are and also how even when you weren’t exactly sure why certain things were happening, you were still out here shining (and still are!). Also, this has definitely given me some perspective on autism and how it affects people. I have a little cousin who has severe autism but I’ve never known what mild or moderate would look like. Thanks fo sharing!

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  5. This was a beautifully written piece. I admire those who can articulate themselves so well about their feelings. The line that hit home from me was “I don’t need you to accept me, but it would be nice if you would”

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