In the autistic community we congratulate people when they get their diagnosis. Autism is now seen as a neurodivergence, a difference in the way our brains work, rather than a pathology. But there are many times I wish I was not autistic. There are times when it really does feel like a curse, far from something to be celebrated. There are times when, if I could take it away, I would. It is no fun being this severely autistic in this world. Continue reading “Sleeping beauty: overdose” →