Mad Cat<p>An autistic story... my wife and I...</p><p><span class="h-card" translate="no"><a href="https://a.gup.pe/u/actuallyautistic" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@<span>actuallyautistic</span></a></span> <span class="h-card" translate="no"><a href="https://beige.party/@pathfinder" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">@<span>pathfinder</span></a></span> </p><p>My current wife and I met when she was 2 and I was 6. She was crying because her mother had washed her hair and that scared her. It was 1969 and we are half cousins. For years we saw each other very little because we lived 1,100 km from each other. But when she was 14 and I was 18, she came to visit us at my house for her vacation. It was love at first sight. We fell in love. We were both the "odd ones" in the family, intelligent and not very sociable. It was almost a Greek tragedy because of the beliefs and prejudices of that time and after trying to see each other for a while and after several trips we ended up separated. She was forced and I had to accept. Then when I was in the army, in the middle of a very big crisis in which I almost took my life, I wrote her a letter (there were no cell phones or social networks, it was 1984) and she replied that she was going to get married. It was totally bitter for me. After that, military life brought out the worst in me and I traveled for work.<br>Life went on for both of us, she had 3 sons and I had a daughter. In 2008 I had a psychiatric crisis and ended up admitted to a mental hospital, she knew about it and was very distressed. In 2010, with a very bad first diagnosis, she decided to look for me. She traveled to my city and we were together for a week. When she returned, she divorced and in 2011 she went to live with me, I lived a block from the hospital because of the frequent crises she had.<br>In 2012, I came to live in Buenos Aires with her and since then we have been together, the relationship with the whole family is very good, with her sons and my daughter.<br>Here comes the autism part: In 2018 my granddaughter was born and she is autistic, that dispelled the doubts and I went to have an evaluation that resulted in me having double exceptionality, I am gifted + autistic and probably not bipolar. That triggered a cascade of diagnoses and it turns out that she and two of her daughters are autistic as well as my daughter and granddaughter.<br>It's an interesting story and many people are telling me to write a book but I don't feel like exposing ourselves so much for now, especially for my mental health.</p><p><a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/autism" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>autism</span></a> <a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/autistic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>autistic</span></a> <a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/actuallyautistic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>actuallyautistic</span></a> <a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/autisticlife" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>autisticlife</span></a> <a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/AutisticLove" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>AutisticLove</span></a> <a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/mentalhealth" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>mentalhealth</span></a> <a href="https://infosec.exchange/tags/fate" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>fate</span></a></p>