I grew up hearing that “words hurt more than fists” but I didn’t really understand what that meant. I went to a public school and was called plenty of names but I survived, seemingly intact, because I didn’t put much importance on the opinions of the people calling me those names. I am now in my 50s and as recently as last Monday, I still didn’t fully understand the pain of labels, but that all changed last Tuesday.
I am probably over sharing but at least I now realize why I do that from time to time. Last Tuesday I learned that I have Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD). Upon learning this news, I felt devastated and my first concern was wondering how obvious it has been to others for the past 50+ years. For the first time in my life, I truly understood the pain a label can cause.
The logical part of my brain knew nothing had actually changed, I am still the same person I was the day before learning about my ASD. However, that did not comfort the emotional part of my brain that suddenly had to deal with the social stigma and my own insecurities about the ASD “label”.
I am INCREDIBLY GRATEFUL to a couple of truly wonderful people on this site that I reached out to privately and shared this news with last week. Their words of comfort, acceptance, and reassurance mean more to me than I can possibly express. One of them reframed “Autism Spectrum” as Neuro-Divergent, a term that feels a lot less stigmatizing and a lot easier for me to accept.
I am not looking for sympathy, just sharing this insight about the pain of labels and the incredible healing and comforting power of words spoken by caring and understanding people.
Most, if not all, of you probably already knew this and I knew it myself, to a degree, but it took on a whole new meaning for me last week. My neuro-divergence has not held me back professionally as I have been successful in my careers (I have changed a few times over the years) but I now see with more clarity how it has at times negatively impacted my personal life and social interactions.
As I continue to learn and grow, I will carry this lesson with me for the rest of my life - to be cautious with my words to help ensure they are comforting and healing rather than contributing to anyone else’s pain.