The doctors trips began early. “Where does it hurt and how?” “Here, here, and here,” I would say. I got sick regularly and often. I knew what a fever felt like, and I remember going multiple times a school day to the nurses office. The aches and pains and chills in my bones were always.Continue reading “The Pain I don’t Hear”
How do I choose me? How do I find the self I was robbed of?
For the past week, I have been hurting. We all have, the whole autistic community, so much. Personally, I want to rant and rage. But mostly I want to turn my pain into action. I’ve spoken to other people in my life about it. It isn’t enough. I think it might not be enough forContinue reading “#StopTheShock: Where do we go from here?”