When You're Wired Differently, Nobody Hands You the Manual for Love

Most of us grew up certain we're bad at love. Certain the problem is us. What nobody told us: we were handed the wrong manual for a vehicle almost nobody around us knew how to drive. This is the manual section for love — written by a late-identified autistic therapist who's also been that person, undiagnosed and drowning, absolutely sure the fault was his own.