This one is going to subjective. I have Autism…go figure. But I was seven years old when I was diagnosed. My girlfriend and the love of my life, Allie, was 18 when she was “officially” diagnosed. So what is the “right age” to be diagnosed? I can’t tell you that. What I can tell you is my theory or thesis. If you tell a seven-year-old kid they have Autism, like me, they’d probably be scratching their head going, “Wow…that’s a big word. What does that mean?” But if you were to tell me today, now, as a 29-year-old, it’d all fall into place and make perfect sense. Having said that, even before I was diagnosed and even for years after, I’d always had that feeling of being weird/off/different/whatever you wanna call it. Allie said she has had a similar feeling. Look, I can’t tell you what age to tell your kid(s) they have Autism. I am not a medical professional. I cannot diagnose, only deduce. Even then, I could be totally off or wrong. I think it is up to the parents to decide when to tell their Autistic kid there is something “wrong” with them. And yes, I know there is nothing “wrong” with having Autism. I just used that for lack of a better term. I was very lucky to have a tight-knit family growing up, and still do to this day. They were always very open with me and supportive. I could go to them about anything and everything. I feel my mom and sisters sort of gravitated toward me because of my diagnosis. My theory is that maternal instinct kicking in…a wanting to protect their family. The odd thing about that is that men are a Hell of a lot more likely to be diagnosed than women. Yet it is more often than not, women who help take care of people with disabilities and people in need. I think there’s something to be said about that. I am just going to stop while I am ahead. Please note: This post is not intended to piss anyone off or cause controversy. These are merely my personal observations and opinions. Let me know what your opinion is in the comments and thanks for reading!