My Traumatic Adolescence (Part 1)

Up until I was eight years old, my family lived in a semi-community type suburban street. I lived across from and near where friends at my elementary school lived. The house me and my parents lived in was actually a duplex that was owned by the family that lived upstairs from us. But from the […]

Another Message I Recently Sent In A Twitter DM.

“So this has been on my mind a little bit lately. I keep seeing on the news about how Americans are moving further to the left and Trump supporters are decreasing. Good thing right? Absolutely. And I am happy about that. But does it change how people like me with autism get treated or more-so […]