Autism

The World Is My Oyster

People seem to think they know what is best for us autistics. I can’t begin to count the number of times people have thought I couldn’t do something. People just automatically assume that I am less capable than a neurotypical.

A great example of this for me is the last time I moved. My cousin was supposed to drive the U-Haul, but she was a no show. I was the only one present with a drivers license. My parents and my spouse all told me there was no way in hell I would be able to drive the U-Haul, hence the need for my cousin in the first place. I have very bad depth perception and everyone thought that would impair me with a large truck. I fully believed all the naysayers. Unfortunately there was no other option. It was either me or no one. I fucking kicked ass driving that U-Haul. I was amazing. Like, prodigy good. I had always thought I would be able to accomplish it, but I had listened to people who thought I couldn’t and what’s worse, believed them.

Knitting is another good example, especially because my inner thoughts are the critic. I always get terrified when I learn a new technique. I tell myself that there is no way I can do it. I psych myself out. It usually takes a try or two, but I end up being able to learn it. Double pointed needles? I crushed them. Knitting socks or mittens? Don’t mind if I do. The point, pun intended, is that I can accomplish a lot more than I give myself credit for.

Don’t ever let someone tell you that you can’t achieve something because you are autistic. Sure, they might be right, but you owe it to yourself to try anyway.

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