More than ever before, this year has focused on accepting Autism - and there have been plenty of discussions around representation in the media, allyship, and the need to actually listen to Autistic individuals.
For me and my son, 15 years before covid pandemic challenged us all, our life was already isolated, restricted, restrained, limited, dictated and debilitating by the complexity of autism and associated conditions.
Thinking about what I could write for this blog, I realised that more than anything, I think of myself as often being in-between. I’m too queer for autistic spaces, and too autistic for queer spaces. Whether I’m in a queer space or an autistic space, a piece of myself is always being hidden and denied. Ableism emerges in queer spaces, and homophobia emerges in disabled spaces. I emerge from one closet, only to be locked into another.
Beautiful reflection of sisterly love in short story written by dear friend. Autism is very complex neurological condition that affects each person in different way. Specifically for women, who are not diagnosed soon enough. Please enjoy and share this moving story. Alessandra Bester