The various reactions to my blog were really encouraging. I had a lot of past and present friends and even a few strangers reach out and contact me with some really positive things to say. The most surprising comments came from my school friends:

“Thanks an insightful read, I never realized how difficult you had found things you always seemed to take everything in your stride…”

“…we had no idea it was so hard for you, you were definitely different, but quirky and an individual and I thought you seemed confident and smart!”

“From an outsider at school you seemed confident and very intelligent!”

“…you know I would of never of picked this at all as kids.”

“I do remember in the past that you were like a chameleon always changing very quickly and very dramatically..I wish I had realised how exhausting this was for you at the time..”

“…you were always a guaranteed laugh and interesting conversation. I never so much saw the smallest hint of any of what you’ve dealt with all that time.”

A common theme in these comments is that people had no idea how I was feeling on the inside, and that I seemed to do a good job of convincing people that I was confident and self-assured, even though I was putting on an act most of the time.

This made me think about the way that girls behave on the Autism Spectrum. There is a definite gap between the behaviour of boys and girls with ASD, which is why it is often harder to recognise and diagnose girls on the spectrum and why some girls with ASD go undiagnosed altogether.

“We think the social difficulties in some girls with autism may be less obvious. Some women with autism describe a strategy of copying somebody. They pick somebody in their class or workplace and they just copy everything about that person: how they dress, how they act, how they talk.” – quote taken from an article by Francesca Happe, Professor of Cognitive Neuroscience at the Institute of Psychiatry in London.*

This quote resonated with me, as this is what I have done my whole life. I struggled socially, as I felt so uncomfortable and nervous in my own skin, that I emulated the habits and behaviours of other people. I did this to try and fit in, to make myself not stand out as different, and to try and find an identity for myself. Little did I know that my real identity was being squashed this entire time – more on that later.

It took me many years to learn how to wear my masks. I have memories in kindergarten and early school of wandering around at recess and lunchtime by myself – not really knowing how to include myself in the activities of other children. Boys were easier to play with than girls, they were very game/play focussed and didn’t spend as much time discussing things that I did not understand. I did not care about the things that girls talked about, they spent a lot of time talking about boys, music, fashion, current pop culture, and often speaking negatively about other children. I did not understand how to include myself in these conversations. Mostly because I did not care about those topics, I had little interest in boys at this stage, I did not care about fashion or music in a broad sense. How could I connect with these girls on these levels? I couldn’t, so I often didn’t.

I remember connecting with my brother from a young age. My brother was very technical, into computers and gaming and lego and Star Trek and most things that boys enjoy doing. These are things I understood. Star Trek is set in a science fiction world with interesting alien characters. I connected with the characters of Spock and Data, one Vulcan and one Andriod, both characters intrigued and confused by humans and human interaction and on a constant quest to discover their humanity. How ASD is that? Also, in the Star Trek universe, humans and technology are as interconnected as fish to water. The thought of this was incredible to me. Computers are logical and follow a set process that I can understand. I am comfortable with computers. My first word as a baby was computer. What a world to live in! My brother and I bonded on these mutual interests and our relationship was easy. Looking back I feel like who I was with my brother was the most true to my authentic self.

My relationship with my sister, however, was much different. It was harder from the outset, as I was the annoying little sister to a teenage girl who read her diary, played dress up with her clothes and wore her makeup. The age difference alone was a hurdle to our bonding, but the fact that I destroyed a lot of her things was another. I remember she had a case filled with Barbie dolls and clothes that she absolutely loved. She was saving them for her own children. As a young child I would cut their hair and dismember them, not really understanding how to play with them like girls normally do. As I got older and my curiosity and social skills developed somewhat, I would instead practice social interactions with these dolls. I would watch and observe different people and social interactions at school, at home, and replay them with dolls. I would wear my sister’s clothes and put on her makeup and read her diary and pretend I was her. I didn’t realise this at the time, but looking back this was the beginning of my learning and rehearsing my real world reactions and interactions.

When I was young, I idolised my brother and we bonded over similar interests. As I grew older, my idolisation switched to my sister as I became more aware of my desire to fit in with other girls, as a girl. Playing video games and enjoying time on computers was not a common thing for a girl to do in my formative years, and I would get teased about being a “computer nerd” and a tomboy (now that video gaming is so prolific and popular among male and females alike, I like to think I was before my time :P). I soon realised that if I was going to go under the radar, fit in and not be different to others , I would have to learn to be a girl. This would mean changing the clothes I wore, wearing makeup, doing my hair differently, whatever the girls around me did, I copied.

I became very practised at copying over the years. Identifying the attributes I perceived I needed to fit in became so natural to me, like breathing. I would observe each person in a group, and learned to tell different personalities from one another. In order to interact with each personality, I would mimic their behaviour to not only hide my discomfort at social interaction, but to also on some level make them comfortable with interacting with me. My anxiety was not only for me, but for the other person too.

Using this method of interaction was fine one on one, but in groups was very overwhelming. Out of all the personalities to emulate, which one did I choose? Did I be the overtly confident popular child? The quiet, shy one? The funny one? I think this is why particularly ASD girls find it difficult to engage in group interaction. Not only is there an overload of sensory stimuli to process, there is also the internal struggle of knowing which mask to wear, who to emulate for a successful social interaction?

I think the common theme identified in the comments from my school friends above is a pretty good example of the different masks I wore to fit in. Some described me as the class clown. Others identified me as intelligent and confident. Nobody really saw the anxious, socially awkward girl I was inside. Judging by their memories and recollections, I must have done a pretty good job of pretending.

Now, in my 30’s, with a deeper understanding of who I am and my diagnosis, I am more comfortable in my own skin and have identified who I really am. I am the tomboy computer nerd. I wear comfortable, usually dorky and unfashionable clothes. I wear my hair in a ponytail every day and do not wear makeup. I don’t really put much effort into my appearance, I like to be comfortable and if this means not conforming to social trends and fashions, who cares?  I like my circle of friends, mostly online like-minded gamers. I like to make my friends laugh. I like to live a quiet life at home and spend a lot of time alone. This is who I am, and who I am happiest at being. I am actively trying to stop wearing my masks, as now the pressure is off to fit in. I am unique and ASD, and I can be who I really am and the the friends I make while being myself appreciate me for being me ❤


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3 thoughts on “Girls on the Spectrum – Wearing Masks, Observing and Pretending

  1. Hi, my name is Chloe and I was diagnosed with autism, anxiety and depression when I was 12, I am now 15 and life is extremely hard for me I have a lot of trouble socially and the few friends that I do have I wouldn’t consider real friends, this post about the masks that you wear is exactly what I have been trying to tell my mum about and how I don’t even know who the real me is anymore as I have so many different masks that I use. I’m scared of myself and what others would think of me if I just be myself. Thank you this post really helped me and I’ll be sure to show my mum about it so she understands.


  2. hi my name is chloe and i was diagnosed with autism, anxiety and depression when i was 12, i am now 15 and life is extremely hard and i don’t know what to do, this post about the masks that you wear is exactly the way i feel, i tried to explain this to my mum the other day about how i’m a completely different person when i’m at school to when at home or with i’m with somebody else but i didnt know how to explain it and she didn’t understand. i don’t even know who i am, i’m scared of myself and what other people will think if they know the “real me” but i don’t even know the real me anymore. My few friends that i have aren’t even real friends. but thank you for this post it made me feel like i can understand myself a bit more and that i’m not exactly alone.


  3. Hi Chloe! Thank you so much for your comment. I know exactly how hard life can be at your age with Autism. Not only are you experiencing the physical changes your body goes through at your age, you also have to deal with more complex social interactions with your friends and girls and boys at school, learning to cope with responsibility, plus juggle all of that with your ASD, anxiety, and depression. It’s a very confusing and difficult time, but know this – you are not alone, we are all in this together!

    Learning who you are is a lifelong process, in my opinion. I am 33, and (especially after my diagnosis) I feel I have learned enough about myself to feel comfortable with who I am, but I am still learning new things about myself every day. The best part about your diagnosis is that it is like an instruction manual written just for you! Neurotypical people don’t really have anything like this. Our diagnosis means we can type “Autism Spectrum Disorder” into Google and learn and identify with parts of ourselves, just like you have done by reading my blog. Once you begin to understand who you are and how you are different, you can begin the process of developing or changing habits in order to be more comfortable with who you are. For example, I have learned that I get overloaded by going to more than 2 places in a day (or 1 if I spend more than hour there, or if there is a lot of noise, bright lights, or people). Just knowing this about myself means that I don’t put pressure on myself to do too much in one day, I can plan my time and spread activities out over a week instead of packing them all in to one day and exhausting and overloading my system. Learning this completely changed the way I live, and now that I understand how much I can handle, I can take appropriate steps to control myself and my environment.

    Don’t worry that you feel that you don’t know who you are. You will learn. And there are services and support to help you on your way. It sounds like you (and maybe your mum, too!) might benefit from visiting someone who understands Autism (like a psychologist trained in Autism) and talking through the various ways your ASD affects your life and strategies you can both do in order to minimise these effects. For example, you may not know how to tell when you are overloaded. Being overloaded can cause stress and anxiety, and sometimes you might think you are anxious or stressed when in fact you are overloaded/overwhelmed and need to go somewhere quiet, maybe get under a weighted blanket, and listen to some nice, relaxing sounds.

    Remember there are forums and supportive ASD groups out there who understand exactly how you feel, and know what you are going through. It might be helpful to join one online, or IRL. Just remember to practice good internet safety if you are ever writing in an online forum. Don’t give away any personal details, and be wary of who you speak to. It would be good to include a parent in any online discussions you might have, just so they can keep an eye on you and keep you safe. It will also be a good way for them to learn, too! You can also email me at if you need anything. I would be happy to email you some info on support groups and services in your area 🙂 A good place to start is Aspect Australia.

    Sorry for the novel! I hope this has been helpful. All the best x

    ps: don’t worry about the friends thing. I am not good with keeping friendships, I personally find them confusing, tiring and a lot of work. The best friends I have are ones who stay in touch, but understand that I’m not the kind of friend that wants to go out and socialise all the time. As you learn more about yourself over time, you will discover people and make friendships that better reflect who you are.


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