
Poetry: Interrogate My Reception
I feel your pain— not in sympathy, but in symphony.
I feel your pain— not in sympathy, but in symphony.
Even when it’s the truth, even when you expect it, even when you long to have the validation of an autistic diagnosis for your child, the tears will still come.
When one workplace was a little too ideal and socially-seamless to be realistic, one woman shared her diagnosis with her coworkers. This is what happened.
“She is riddled with anxiety. She needs to feel control in the external world because everything feels so out of control inside.
She is an amazing person.”
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