I'm not sure why I was so worried about wearing the neurodiversity T-shirt. No one said a word about it. I'm not sure if I should be relieved or disappointed. Maybe both. Relieved because, well, I am relieved, and disappointed because no one cared enough to ask. Also kind of disappointed because I feel the need to be relieved. But it's reality. Awareness makes me scared to admit to my own neurology, remember? So if no one asks, I don't have to say the words ``I'm autistic," and I don't have to be quite so scared. Not a great sign of how our society is, but it's honest.
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