I was seeking therapy after a traumatic experience within my family. After about three sessions, the therapist referred me to a consultant who specialised in diagnosing older people on the autistic spectrum. Although I had what I now recognise as autistic traits, such as stimming, it never occurred to me that I was autistic because I was born in the 1950s and autism wasn’t spoken about then. When I got the diagnosis, I was so happy that I cried. Understanding that the way I process the world is different made me realise that the ways I had been treated in the past were not my fault.