I’ve been banging on about Autistics needing Autistics for ages, but it was only when I went to the Speaker’s Day (you can read about that here), that I actually realised just how much.
I was talking about it with an Autistic friend at the weekend and she said, “It made me really angry. This is what we should have had. This is what socialising should be. This is what it is for everyone else.”
She was right. I’m angry too. Angry that I had to wait until I was in my late thirties before I could sit around a table with a bunch of virtual strangers, and not worry that I was missing something.
What was special about that table? It was round, that’s probably symbolic. Nicely Arthurian, no one was sat at the head of it. No hierarchy.
What was really special about it were the people…
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