I do have a formal diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. However, I tell almost no one about it. Not because I'm ashamed, but I've found it becomes a social crutch. "Here, society! I can't play by your rules! Now make up different ones so you can interact with me! Hooray!" Indeed, I've never sought out an autistic culture--part of me believes that the "pride" movement is misfounded. I've never heard of ADHD pride, or bipolar pride, yet both are also mental conditions.
When I was young, my mother knew I was autistic, so she taught a social skills curriculum called Room 14. As such, I've found I'm often more polite than others, so sometimes it's backfired. Though, I suppose it's better to accidentally be too polite than the reverse.
Even then, there are limits to what one can do, no matter how well one copes. This is even more so for I, as I also am bipolar. To this day, I try not to enter situations that I would not be able to exit in a hurry. I do not believe this will ever change. There are some walls which cannot be broken through, and it is a kind of maturity to know this.
I never saw the point in taking pride in something that is out of your control. In my opinion, pride movements are designed to artificially create communities and cultures out of an arbitrary identity marker that is inherent to people...and in doing so gather the numbers and political power needed to lobby for agendas.
I never got any kind of support as a child. Even in my teens, when I finally voiced the possibility I might have autism, what support I did receive was limited to the odd 'counselling' session and figuring out how to handle certain situations.
No one can be good at everything. I know I can't excel at delicate social affairs or high protocol events. And I'm beginning to accept that. All we can hope for is to be the best we can be, to utilise our talents and strengths to the fullest, and to not waste our energies chasing impossible dreams.