Mum had ASPERGER’S BUT NO ONE KNEW

Mum lived every day feeling anxious. She was anxious about the weather – gloomy days brought on a dark depression, and she dreaded it. She was anxious about timing. Just the thought of being late could send her into a tailspin. She was anxious about mess. Her favourite mantra was ‘There’s a place for everything, and everything in its place’. She was anxious about letting my sister and me out of her sight: understandable when you’re a small child, not so easy to deal