The Autistic Blogger

    "You don't look autistic." "Is there a cure?" "Autistic people suck." I've went through it all, I've witnessed it all. Everyone telling me things, I'm no different than any other autistic individual in this section because I've heard these comments about me a countless amount of times. It's really hard that I have to go through this, because I'm not a adult where people can give me respect. I'm barely a teenager, where I'm looked as the minority and I have no say in literally anything. The worst part is that I've heard these comments when I was way younger, where my childhood was supposed to consist of toys, adventures, and happy days. While the first two were pretty accurate, I never felt extremely happy in my childhood. I didn't understand lots of things in my life, such as why are people saying that I would never be able to be independent, or why I wouldn't be as smart as other kids my age. It was real...

    Accepting anyone is pretty important, let alone someone with autism. We rely on people accepting us despite being different, so we can feel like the world accepts us. I never got the chance to feel what accept felt like from my family, because none of them had a clue as how to raise me. Instead of feeling accepted by my own family, I felt like I didn't fit in at all and no one liked me because of who I was. It slowly began to make its way outside from my family, and soon enough, teachers, social workers, and anyone that knew about my disability, didn't accept me for who I was. Trust me when I was that accepting someone with autism is probably the most helpful thing that you can do. Why you may ask, because it allows us to feel comfort and relieved that people accept us for not being like the rest of the world. Since no one ever accepted me, I eventually had to accept myself. This was around the beginning of high school, when I realized that I was getting older, and I ...

    Accepting myself is one thing, but others accepting you is another. People not accepting me when I was younger greatly lowered my self-esteem, and as a result I didn't accept myself. Others however, didn't care about having a disability, and considered their life as normal. Take my cousin for example, he doesn't really allow others to get in his life, he has friends and family that accepts him. I have neither of that. Others bullied me for something that wasn't my fault, my aunts and uncles which are the worst people in the entire world will make fun of me every single time, so I have to hide in a bedroom or a closet just to save myself the embarrassment, and my friends don't know about my secret. Why does all of this happen, why do people confuse my disability, for a sickness, for a disease, for a temporary phase? It's all because people don't see me beyond my label. People think that autism takes control of me, and it's the same story for everyone ...

    People never understand that autism doesn't define the individual. It took me years to realize this. Eventually, through bullying, discrimination, and events that I had to witness, everyone including me, realized that I can do things that any other individual can do, if not better. People hindered me from achieving greater things in the past because they only saw the outside of me. They never understood that I was capable of handling what they thought was too difficult tasks. I was doubting myself for years, and around the same time, I would be doing the golden gate bridge, Eiffel tower, and the statue of liberty out of paper, as well as making 100 page stories (some were 200). What other 10 year boy was able to accomplish that? I obviously knew that I had such an amazing talent that made me, me, even though it took me years to figure out. It really is crazy when I say that my disability was actually giving me an advantage, and in reality everyone on th...

    For those that don't know, the majority of individuals on the autism spectrum get chained to something for a extremely long time. Might be a sentence, a toy, a show, and they won't stop enjoying that said desire for years! My 5-year obsession was based on trains and Legos, and it wasn't really nothing out of the ordinary. My cousin however, his favorite obsession was based on the now dead franchise Lalaloopsy. It was basically dolls that had buttons for eyes, and a slew of toy sets came out for years. Many people say it's wrong for boys to play with girl toys, and yes, while many people, a couple from my family agree with this statement, I feel it's right for a kids to interact with a wide variety of toys, despite being targeted for different genders. I never made fun of him for playing with a girl targeted toy, and in fact, I even joined him sometimes and played with him. There was someone however, who made so much damage to my cousin without even...

    Your son has autism, my mom was more confused than disappointed because she never heard of that disability. Of course, questions were asked, and the doctors replied to her falsely, in my case. They basically told my mom that I was going to be academically behind, and that it wouldn't be surprising if I had to repeat a grade or two, as well as extremely falling behind socially. Of course that's not true at all because I'm the top student in my class year, taking accelerated classes or classes that I'm ahead in, all without any additional help. Sure, I went against the odds, but I didn't escape the childhood experience that I had from my family because they believed what the doctors said, that I was going to be different. Sure, being different is nothing bad, but today I want to explain how my mom and my family completely altered my childhood because they believed what the doctors said.     Shortly after, my mom felt like she had to kiss ...

    Unfortunately in today's society, people don't embrace people's gifts and talents. Instead, they decide to shoot us down with hate, discrimination, and violence. I for one realized this for a long time because people never appreciated my paper crafts that I did with I was smaller (read my fourth blog if you're confused), loved my caring and happy personality, or accepted my superior grades. My paper crafts were thrown away and laughed at, people only saw the disability side of me, and people doubted me that I would get the straight A's that I have today. Sure, my wish to be normal is understandable considering the fact that I've been discriminated so many times by so many people, but at the same time, being different is nothing to be ashamed of. I'm not talking about my disability however, I'm talking about my lifestyle choices, my way of thinking, and my own desires. If people won't embrace my difference, at leas...