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On Autism and Adolescence: An Open Letter to My High School Classmates

I am autistic. The teen years are rough on everyone—there’s no question about it. Surviving them when you live with undiagnosed ASD and co-occurring, untreated major depression… well, speaking from personal experience, that counts as a special brand of hell.

A group of girls, standing outside, bullying a young adult woman by calling her out.

Call-Out Culture and Learned Helplessness

It is those who seize power and control via their continued privileges who often become the spokespeople of a given minority group. Call-out culture needs to be called out because it has become a tool of oppressors.

Yes, my autism does define me.

For David, nothing is more hurtful and offensive than being told that his autism does not define him. Here’s why.

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