I got help. Not when I was 18 when I needed it (could not finish my education), or at the very least nothing of substance but with a severe lack of empathy. As an adult, as part of my autism diagnosis was therapy understanding autism. That was fascinating, it helped me a lot. I also followed an adult education aimed at people with autism. It didn't fully align with my interests so I had to find something related to that within the job market. I ended up with a job within that field, with 3 one year contracts. Because I already was deemed 100% unemployed the org got benefits for contracting me. Unfortunately, my neighbors complained about our kids noise and even accused me of being a child predator/rapist. The former (regarding the noise) being truth though something we do try to minimize and the latter BS but also my worst nightmare before becoming a parent. I ended up with a burnout (and on the brink of a psychosis) and slowly got back to working full-time. I reported myself 75% better, but unfortunately my contract didn't get renewed (that sword of Damocles was apparent back when I got the burnout, so it was of little surprise).

The day I got unemployed I had to report to the government employment agency, and the above was basically not believed. I feel misunderstood. I already mentioned the story truthful though omitting some personal details, so I'd like to add the art of cooking a dinner as well as programming are some of the most awesome things one can perform, in my opinion. But because of the endless possibilities and the many small steps I can only perform very simple, basic, archaic instruction sets.