THE NARRATIVE ARC
My neurodivergency affected my path, but I’ve found my way

As I reflect on my journey, from a reserved and intensely shy individual to a respected research biochemist, I am compelled to share my story, one that has been marked by an internal struggle that remained hidden for much of my life.
This is not just a tale of academic achievements, it’s a personal exploration of self-discovery and the realisation that the intense concentration that fuelled my success might be rooted in a condition that I had long overlooked.
That condition was autism, mild autism, but autism nevertheless.
Growing up, I was acutely aware of my differences. Academics came naturally to me, and my ability to immerse myself in complex subjects set me apart from my peers. However, the same mind that excelled in exams and research pursuits seemed to betray me in social situations.
I was plagued by an intense shyness and a complex introverted personality that made it challenging to connect with others on a deeper level.
In an academic environment, my introversion was an asset. The ability to immerse myself in my studies, with an intensity that bordered on isolation of the mind, propelled me through exams and research projects. The world of biochemistry became my sanctuary, a place where I could lose myself in the intricacies of molecules and pathways, shielded from the discomfort of social interactions.
However, as my career in research biochemistry flourished, so did the complexity of my internal struggles.
Colleagues admired my dedication and the quality of my work, yet I remained on the periphery of social circles, content to let my accomplishments speak for themselves. I became adept at navigating professional settings, but the personal toll was evident in my strained attempts at small talk and the palpable discomfort that lingered in social gatherings.
It wasn’t until late in life that the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place.
A chance encounter with an article on autism spectrum disorders sparked a curiosity that led me down a path of self-discovery. As I looked further into the literature, I found myself resonating with the classic signs of mild autism, namely the aversion to eye contact, the preference for routines, and the intense focus on specific interests.
The revelation was both liberating and perplexing. Liberating because it provided a framework to understand the intricacies of my mind, and perplexing because it challenged the world I had constructed for myself. The intense concentration that fuelled my success in academia was not merely a manifestation of an introverted personality, it was a characteristic feature of my neurodivergent identity.
Acceptance did not come overnight.
I had a period of introspection and re-evaluation, as I sifted through memories and experiences, viewing them through the lens of newfound self-awareness. The realization that my intense shyness was not a character flaw but rather a manifestation of my neurological makeup was a revelation that allowed me to extend compassion to myself.
Understanding my mild autism brought with it a sense of relief. It was a relief from the self-imposed pressure to conform to social norms that felt foreign and uncomfortable. It was a relief from the perpetual tug-of-war between the desire for connection and the need for solitude.
Most importantly, it was a relief from the weight of an unspoken burden that had accompanied me throughout my journey.
As I gradually found my neurodivergent identity, I gained solace in connecting with others who shared similar experiences. Online communities and support networks became a source of strength and validation, reinforcing the idea that my journey, though unique, was not solitary. The acknowledgment of my mild autism allowed me to redefine success in terms of personal growth and authenticity rather than conformity to societal expectations.
In sharing my story through writing, I hope to contribute to a broader conversation about neurodiversity and challenge preconceived notions about success and identity.
The journey from intense shyness to self-discovery has been transformative, and I believe that embracing one’s neurodivergent identity can pave the way for a more inclusive and compassionate society.
As I continue to follow this path, I do so with a newfound sense of authenticity and the understanding that success is not defined by the absence of struggles, but by the resilience to accept and grow from them.