I was around 19 when I realised that I was exclusively into girls. Coming out was not at all like I expected, quite the opposite in fact. I came out to my mum several times through little conversations. Each time she would tell me that she thought I might be “into everyone,” no matter their gender, or just give me a slight acknowledgement. When I was 21, I finally took a step that I felt would be difficult to reverse. I corrected someone and said “I’m looking for a girlfriend, not a boyfriend” while I was at university. This was the first time I had not presented as straight to a non-family member. Suddenly, girls stopped feeling comfortable with me hugging or touching them. It was as if those innocent gestures were now seen as sexual, despite me always being a lesbian. This experience was a setback, as I already found approaching women difficult.

I choose not to involve myself in any LGBT groups because, like lots of autistic people, I find socialising in groups hard. Large groups are overwhelming, as I often don’t get a chance to speak as I try and process the all the information. Getting lost in crowds and lots of bodies touching mine also makes huge events, like London Pride, difficult to take part in. I’ve been to London Pride twice. Once, I went on a date with someone and we were getting on so well until I saw a stall for people with disabilities and used it as a way of letting my date know that I was on the autism spectrum. She suddenly wanted to find her friends and spent about 20 minutes hiding in the toilets before one of her friends came out and told me that I shouldn’t have told her I was autistic and asked me to leave. The other time, I was working at Transport for London, and got to take home one of their Pride posters, that is now framed on my living room wall. I’ll probably be at Pride again this year, working on the Crossrail. I prefer to be there in a working capacity, rather than get lost in the crowds.

As of this moment in time, I identify as a lesbian. To me, ‘lesbian’ is a positive and powerful word, as I never again have to pretend to be interested in a gender that I am not.

If I could get one message out to someone reading this is it would be that everyone deserves to be loved, no matter how you identify, and it is possible to meet someone who is accepting. My girlfriend has never asked me to change and I would never ask her to change either. Autism can be a really isolating from my experience, so to have someone who gets you really makes a difference. I think that fear can come from a place of ignorance, so I would love to see events like Pride made more accessible, like a relaxed area being put in place and the staff trained to help autistic people when they need it. This way, autistic people can celebrate without feeling uncomfortable, and society can understand that autistic people share a lot of the same values, beliefs and experiences as everyone else.