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You write, "No one saw I was autistic. Least of all me. I masked because it was safer. I memorised escape routes. Rehearsed conversations. Learned to hold still in the noise. And when it still didn’t feel right, I assumed the fault was mine.” And I respond with recognition and breath. I can feel the sense that yes makes inside which feels so different from anything else. Thank you.

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