Back in May, when my husband and me joined the committee of our local autism charity I wrote a blog post questioning how long I would last. Well ... it's now October and I'm struggling. Without going into too much detail and outing anyone, the committee is not really prepared to understand that autism exists in a) females, and b) into adulthood. This is a bit of a missed opportunity in my opinion.
I experience such profound issues with socialising that I actively avoid it. Yesterday, I was supposed to attend a meet up with a few former colleagues I worked with back in 1998-2000, but I just couldn't cope with entering a busy public house at 7:30pm on a Saturday night. Therefore I made an excuse. As for pootling along to a committee Christmas do at a vintage tea room, that's a bit beyond me too - also, my dispraxia would mean that I'd probably break the chichi bone china crockery.
Edit: after sharing this post online via Facebook and Twitter, I received some feedback and I have just emailed the Branch Officer to seek her advice regarding the charity conundrum.
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