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Ab-aut Me

If I have told you these details about the asteroid, and made a note of its number for you, it is on account of the grown-ups and their ways. When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they never ask you any questions about essential matters. They never say to you, “What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies?” Instead, they demand: “How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make?” Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.

–From The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

For the grown-ups:
22. Female. Shorter than you think. I live near the capital of one of those rectangular states out West. I’m PDD-NOS, SID, and about twenty other acronyms, and unashamed of any of it.

For the children:
My favorite color is dark grayish blue. If I were an animal based on personality, I’d be a European hedgehog. If I were an animal based on personal preference, I’d be a housecat. I get cold very easily, so I have quite the collection of blankets. I’m owned by a cat and several dust bunnies. I think spiders are cool as long as I’m not in the same room as they are. I’m fascinated by public transportation. Breaking stereotypes is a hobby of mine. I type in HTML faster than I do in richtext. I can subsist on peanut-butter-and-Nutella sandwiches, if you let me. I love to make and hear puns, but only if they’re clever.

The best way to get my thoughts on autism, autism awareness, and the autism community is to read some of my posts. However, I’m not all that established at the time I’m writing this, so I’ll start here with a few points. Once I have more posts up, I’ll make a Best Of list that I can point and grunt to instead.

-I am human. Presumably, you are too, if you’re reading this. Don’t forget that, and don’t you ever act like I’m not. Just because I sometimes feel like I’m from another planet doesn’t mean I actually am.
-I absolutely love being who I am, and wouldn’t trade it for anything.
-I believe any organization that claims to speak for a group without accepting members of that group is a crock. (Exceptions can be made, of course, for groups that speak for people who truly cannot speak for themselves. Autistic people are decidedly not one of those groups.)
-Autistic people are individuals just as much as neurotypicals are. Just because you know one autistic person doesn’t mean that all autistic people are just like him. You (probably) wouldn’t assume that everybody with brown hair is exactly the same. It’s the same principle here.

The Rules:
Don’t be a jerk. Everybody who posts here is a real person, and I fully expect you to have the maturity to treat them as such.

Don’t type like a four-year-old. (I know a four-year-old who types better than a lot of people my age. You don’t want to look worse than her, do you?) Unless your comments are truly indecipherable, I won’t delete them, but I will point and laugh from a distance. If necessary, I’ll call the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Punctuation for you.

Spammers and trolls will be dealt with as necessary. I don’t subscribe to the “if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all” philosophy here, or anywhere. Instead, the rule is “if you can’t contribute meaningfully, don’t say anything at all.” Spammers get banned on sight, of course. I don’t want your miracle pills. If you’re just here to stir up trouble, expect a banhammer.

Ask questions. Make mistakes, but listen to the responses of other people.

Above all, be respectful. It’s the least anyone can expect, and the most anyone can do.



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