Rediscovering Myself: Diagnosed with Neurodivergence at 40

  Who would ever have thought there was a proper diagnosis for my strange kind of behavior? That, I was, after all, different from the rest. When I was presented with the report of my neurodivergence, it wasn’t as if they were telling me something new, but rather as if they were finally agreeing with me after so many years. In fact, my diagnosis of ASD didn’t arrive until I was 40, as has happened to many others (especially women). I didn’t exhibit repetitive behaviors or get into trouble at school. I even had a small group of friends. Moreover,…