When I was in fifth grade my mom took me to a psychologist and she diagnosed me Aspergers Syndrome. My mom didn’t tell me about until I was in sixth grade. I started to question why I did certain things differently so one night when I was about 12 or 13 we both sat in her bed and she told me all about it.
Anyways I used to hate it, but now its a blessing. For example, I have an obsession with drums and I can practice them for hours! “Normal” people have to practice practicing! Also my friends like that I’m quiet because that makes me easy to talk to.
Well that’s my story.