Today, I saw a psychiatrist. I had a phone interview with his assistant back in May. I answered their questions and told them a lot about myself.

I was diagnosed with Social Anxiety Disorder when I was younger. I was given all sorts of medications to help me that either did nothing or made things worse.

A few years ago, I did a Google search that changed my life. It describes a certain condition that fit me to a T.

Of course, I didn't want to go about my life with a self-diagnosis since most people don't respect that, so I got into contact with this psychiatrist and over the span of several months, I finally got the confirmation that I knew I was going to get.

I am Autistic.

The Social Anxiety Disorder was a misdiagnosis. According to this Psychiatrist, most people with autism have Social Anxiety. He said he had no doubt that I was autistic.

This explains so much about my life. So many hardships have finally been explained. This is a huge weight off of me.

I bring this up for an important reason. The thing about Penny and Judge in my Webcomic is that they are both based on me. Penny is the childhood I wish I had, while Judge is the adult parent that I know I could be (As well as a bit of MY parents mixed in for authenticity).

I've been hinting at it with recent comics, but now with my diagnosis, I am happy to finally confirm this.

Penny is Autistic.

I've hinted at this in quite a few ways. I used to draw her wearing socks in the comic because I wasn't good at drawing feet. I've always hated wearing socks because I don't like how they feel (Specifically the seams) so Penny no longer wears socks either.

There are other signs too. All of them are based on Autistic aspects that I have too. For more examples, please read by blog post on DeviantArt

Anyway, with my diagnosis, it is a pleasure to finally call this official.