I am jealous of young autistic adults

When I was a child, autism didn't exist. Obviously it did, but it wasn't in the DSM then. It was a fringe diagnosis.

I sometimes wonder what my life would be like if I'd known early on that I want to crank out spreadsheets for 8 hours a day—for fun.

Anyway, I hope you folks get dealt a better hand than me, now that our condition is real and acknowledged.