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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.

Trevor Types, a blonde teen with a sharp haircut, stands in front of a background with scissors, hair clippers, and a comb. Image resembles a magazine advertisement

Put Down the Scissors

After gaining access to communicate his thoughts through typing, one of Trevor’s first requests was for a cool haircut. And it was great. But sometimes, Trevor has trouble getting his mind and body to work in sync.

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