I know that I'm smart, but I also know that I'm not a full-time smart person. I'm smart when my illness allows me to be smart. My illness chooses the hours/minutes that I am able to communicate, read, or even drive. My illness makes the schedule, not me. My brain is a freelancer.
THE AUTISTIC EXPERIENCE OF SEEING NEUROTYPICALS OVERLOOK AND COVER UP BLATANT RED FLAGS IN EACH OTHER TO “KEEP THE PEACE” …
….BUT IMMEDIATELY TRASH AND CUT OFF A NEURODIVERGENT PERSON FOR A TINY MISTAKE THEY USUALLY DON’T EVEN REALIZE THEY MADE.
Imagine being an autistic child, bullied at school for being “weird” or “too sensitive,” then going home to abuse instead of safety. You don’t get a break. You learn to mask, stay silent, and survive. Some autistic kids never had a place where they could just be children.
one of the worst autistic experiences is finding out someone built a case against you in silence and never gave you one clear chance to understand or fix it.
Instead of telling a disabled person that support should exist if things were “really that bad”…why not BE the support?
Instead of telling us to “try harder” to find help…why not offer help?
Non disabled folks are quick to tell us support exists, but never quick to provide it