autistic women, motherhood and friendship

I hope to connect with other autistic parents. So far I am feeling like the last unicorn

Briannon Lee

I became a mother not knowing I was autistic. Surprisingly, it was the first time I  was truly aware of how different I am to neurotypical women.

In my 20s, I moved cities and left behind high-school friendships. I made choices to work and build friendships in social justice communities. By day I could work with passionate people who shared my interests, and in the evening I could come home to my partner (also an autistic woman) who respected my needs for downtime.

We bought a house, got a puppy, and then I was pregnant. We had a beautiful child. I was on maternity leave. Those early days were so achingly beautiful, and so damn hard.

I was lonely. Oh my gosh I was lonely. And lost.

My love for my work and my friendships based on work interests were gone. My days were filled with parenting tasks that put…

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