that I wasnt technically diagnosed but that my primary doctor when I was 4 told her he’d bet money that I was on the spectrum and she’d been rolling with that for the last 16 years. Now I’ve got to find a place to diagnose me over the summer and worry about getting put on the damn registry just so I can have my dog with me so I can fucking talk to people like I normal human being without having to plan it out for half an hour and then panic and stutter for messing up the script id come up with
I don’t know why he helps but I do know when I have him I’m able to talk louder, longer, and to more people. It’s like I get a boost in confidence having him near me, plus after he can sit in my lap and help me calm down and I can pet him which helps me to not scratch my arms (a bad grounding method). Other people have autism dogs that are tasked to make barricades (like circle their legs) to push people away and give them space.
For me he helps me before I have meltdowns, panic attacks, and shutdowns, and when I’m having an episode, he helps me calm down and stay grounded. It doesn’t seem like a lot from an outside perspective but it’s genuinely life changing for me and I can’t have him in class with me without the official diagnosis. It also lowers my housing cost because I go to a college where I’m lucky enough that they allow pets with an extra housing charge, service dogs don’t get charged however
When I was a kid, my state only had 1 testing facility and it was 3ish hours away and they only accepted a certain number of kids at a time so rather than fill out the application and get me on the waiting list, she just decided I’d be fine without accommodations for the rest of my life since I could act normal enough