I think it’s an important book and hearing more about the experiences of autistic women is important. However, Fern Brady comes across as bullying and needlessly cruel to others, perhaps as a defensive mechanism, while constantly criticizing others for cruelty and bullying behavior. She’s undoubtedly had a rough, stressful life, and earlier diagnosis would’ve helped. I appreciated her candor. But she seems to lack self-awareness about some areas. Her fatphobia and derogatory remarks on people (often women’s) appearances, while going on feminist rants about other topics seems particularly egregious. She doesn’t seem to really come to terms with her own disordered eating, focusing on it only from an autistic angle. Very much seems to understand feminism as a “let me do what I want” way, and not offering that graciousness to women who think differently than her. She seems to see everything as Autism vs Neurotypical, assuming everyone else is “Neurotypical,” while seeming to ignore evidence others may be having their own mental illness issues. There’s a lot of the modern perspective of mental illness being a defining part of an identity and conflating it with personality. A need to label everything in terms of a diagnosis (one that is an arbitrary social construct in its own way) and the idea that a specific diagnosis is needed to really solve one’s issues. Instead of realizing you can be autistic and have other things going on, that also need addressing. There are definitely some good points and perspectives, but a lot of this feels very disorganized. Maybe intentional, to mirror her way of thinking. But I don’t know, maybe this would’ve been better in a few years, with more perspective and growth and wisdom. I feel many celebrities write memoirs really young, and their books feel underbaked. Definitely worth reading for her unique perspectives and experiences, but ultimately it felt like she was trying to be like “hey I did this all because I was autistic and everyone sucked for not helping me!” Like there’s insufficient support for autistic women now, imagine how overwhelming it would be to be a Scottish Catholic family decades ago trying to handle this degree of mental illness when the doctors and schools aren’t recognizing it. There’s no standard way to be mentally ill, and it felt like she cherry-picked data and stories to feel better about her own choices. I feel like many of the things she describe are not true for many autistic women, although are presented as if Autistic Women are a monolith. Not that she needs to include it, but it might have been helpful to better present ways people can support her and other women with autism, and what sorts of accommodations might be helpful.
Also, many of the ways she presents sexuality seem unkind or overly limited to her own perspective. Judging women for being virgin losers or assuming they’re too scared to admit to being bisexual or otherwise judging other women for sexuality differing from her own seems like a reactionary swing to the opposite side of the hyper-conservative Catholic upbringing she had. It’s confusing reading about her sex work, because a lot of it does seem exploitative of her autism, but it also in some ways is freeing. Maybe both are true. Women are allowed to find sex work objectifying, or not wish to explore queer relationships, or want to have kids and marry, or find having 4 sexual partners in week a bit much, etc. Judging other women for not having as much sex as her and then being hypocritically mad at them for judging her for having so much sex and being a stripper. Another unfortunate book touted as feminist that seems to over-rely on the outdated Virgin Whore Crone archetypes of womanhood. Women are ugly and old and disgusting or pathetic virgins who are afraid of sex because of patriarchy or very sexual and comfortable with their bodies. Doesn’t feel like there’s much room for nuance here, or for accepting of others’ views of their own womanhood. If only it was easier to decenter men and sex and patriarchy. It feels like Fern is unaware of how much she has internalized society’s standards, despite portraying herself as a life-long alien outsider, and maybe should re-evaluate some of her own biases.