I had these big dreams of writing an educational and insightful post on a different aspect of Autism every day this month, but I can tell you that is going to be a difficult feat. I’ve spent pretty much the entire day today trolling the net for information, and there’s so much of it, that trying to find a way to sift it and pull out a specific nugget is daunting. I forgot that I’m not 18 anymore, when writing research papers was my forte haha! Also, I’m finding that it’s a lot harder now that I don’t just have information all spread out in front of me with highlighters and pencils and outlines aiding in my organization.
So for now, I just wanted to write a third post on this, since it’s the third of April which means I missed out on posts for the first and second. Yes, I am dedicated to this, even though my posts probably won’t be anything academic.
My brain is pretty numb at this point, but I will just generalize my opinion thus far. To me, Autism is not a terrible fate as is sometimes implied. I remember seeing those commercials on TV about it and I thought it was a severe affliction. And I’m sure to some it is, and obviously I can’t speak to it since I don’t live with it. From most of what I’ve read so far about the people who do live with it, or parents of children with it, they all have a very positive attitude.
I wish I had something more difinitive to say so far, but as Erik pointed out, I have the whole month. Maybe the information will start to settle and I can organize my thoughts.
I think the main point is to say that just because a person has a disability of some sorts, if they’re quirky, or seem awkward, or if they can’t see, or if they can’t hear, or if they use an animal to assist them, or if they ride in a wheelchair, or if they are missing a limb, or they can’t speak, or whatever we may see as “disabling”, everyone has the right to live and to live how they can and to be treated with respect. I’m not making any sense. But this seems to be the biggest thing that children and adults with Autism face. That people think they’re freaks. And it’s not fair, and it makes me angry. So I’m rambling in this post, maybe to help me clear my head, I don’t know.
I guess what always stands out for me with any kind of disability, is that none of us are “disabled”. I hate that word. To me, if something is disabled, it doesn’t work. A disabled car won’t start. A disabled computer doesn’t hum. To me, a truly disabled person would have to be in a vegetative state, but even then, some systems are working, right? But those of us who function on some level, are not truly disabled. We have a disability. Or many. But we are not completely disabled. And sometimes it floors me that society hasn’t caught up enough to realize that everyone has a place. Everyone has a purpose. Maybe that’s why I’m taking on this project. I don’t know. Ok, I should really step off my soapbox now 🙂