My thoughts on being different
Ok, I'll just say this:
Being different sucks. When it comes to being profoundly different and people can see that, people suck when it comes to being different. I wish I wasn't born so profoundly different, nobody wanted anything to do with me. If I could take some kind of pill and not have the disabilities I came into this world with, I would take the damn shit in a fucking heartbeat! I said it before and I"ll say it again. Being in Mr. Ludwig's 6th grade class sucked! Mr. Ludwig's 6th grade class sucked. Mr. Ludwig was an immature asshole, who would let other people in my class single me out on purpose, and I was scared of his temper! I don't know who's brilliant idea it was to even have me in that class with those people in the first place, but I think they put me in the wrong god damn fucking class! And after how those bitches in the other 6th grade class treated me afterwards through middle school and 9th and 10th grade, I'm not so sure I'd want to be in a 6th grade class with them either, now. Those girls are, were, and will always be bitches to me.
Having autism sucks! Period! Why!? Because when someone has some kind of autism spectrum disorder, they're automatically looked down on by other people with a fucking stigma! Society looks down on people with such a disability, and they don't respect people with this disability. They just look at us and say, "Yeah, we're autistic, and we're a weirdo, and we don't have any fucking friends, because we can't make friends, and we can't learn". And at the same time Society doesn't respect us, or create better programs strictly for people with disabilities that causes them to socially struggle, which doesn't involve mentally retarded people, because they don't value people with autism as friends, or anything. Michael Jackson was right about one thing: They don't really care about us!
Being different sucks. When it comes to being profoundly different and people can see that, people suck when it comes to being different. I wish I wasn't born so profoundly different, nobody wanted anything to do with me. If I could take some kind of pill and not have the disabilities I came into this world with, I would take the damn shit in a fucking heartbeat! I said it before and I"ll say it again. Being in Mr. Ludwig's 6th grade class sucked! Mr. Ludwig's 6th grade class sucked. Mr. Ludwig was an immature asshole, who would let other people in my class single me out on purpose, and I was scared of his temper! I don't know who's brilliant idea it was to even have me in that class with those people in the first place, but I think they put me in the wrong god damn fucking class! And after how those bitches in the other 6th grade class treated me afterwards through middle school and 9th and 10th grade, I'm not so sure I'd want to be in a 6th grade class with them either, now. Those girls are, were, and will always be bitches to me.
Having autism sucks! Period! Why!? Because when someone has some kind of autism spectrum disorder, they're automatically looked down on by other people with a fucking stigma! Society looks down on people with such a disability, and they don't respect people with this disability. They just look at us and say, "Yeah, we're autistic, and we're a weirdo, and we don't have any fucking friends, because we can't make friends, and we can't learn". And at the same time Society doesn't respect us, or create better programs strictly for people with disabilities that causes them to socially struggle, which doesn't involve mentally retarded people, because they don't value people with autism as friends, or anything. Michael Jackson was right about one thing: They don't really care about us!
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