Mess is Progress

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Strap in for a roller coaster of emotions from existential crises to humorous relatable and general observational anecdotes of what it is to be a late diagnosed Autistic woman.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>If like me you are Autistic too (and/or ADHD) and currently gobbling up every ounce of information you can get your mitts on to satisfy your new special interest of being Neurodivergent then you will have read many articles books memoirs psychology based titles and so on. Let me introduce you to my own exploration of my recently discovered identity and through the who even am I stage that so commonly presents itself in the wake of the diagnosis reverberations. I've always found writing and poetry a form of therapy celebration and communication let's face it as Autistics we aren't best at verbalising our thoughts emotions and needs so finding an alternative form of communication for myself has been a relief and release somewhat liberating.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>No-one prepares you for the post diagnosis burnout the imposter syndrome and the grief. </span><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Mess is Progress</strong><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> encapsulates all of that and more. Self discovery revelations and the elusive goal of finally unmasking are all here within.</span></p>