The Benchmark Could Never be You

Differently from You

Never assure a person who belongs to the autism spectrum that you love and truly accept them for who they are without question
because they would whole-heartedly believe you in a heartbeat.
They will never understand innuendos and are very trusting people.

Do not love them out of pity, for it will surely be temporary.
If such an individual could never be accepted by you,
then please, by all means, do not force yourself to do so.
Never take it in as a responsibility,
for it may not be something meant for you.

There are only a handful of people who could,
in all honesty, accept, understand and love with no doubt, questions or expectations.
If you know in your heart that you are not one of them,
then please, I beg of you, continue to move forwards and walk away.
Do not stop to stay.
It will never be taken against you.

Don't be there with the intention of trying to change them,
for it will never ever come to pass.
No one can accept change when the reason for the change is close to impossible for one to comprehend.

Love and care driven by pity or a mission to change or improve a person would never last,
for it is not unconditional.
There are still grave expectations,
no matter how good the intentions may be.

You might end up doing more damage rather than implementing improvement.

Yes, I am autistic,
and yes, I have a hard time showing what and how I truly feel.
It is not because I do not want to.
But it is because it is part of who I am.

Emotions are difficult to decipher even if one possesses a beautiful mind.
Sometimes these emotions are too much to handle.
Sometimes it is too little.
There are times that it is even close to none at all.
But it doesn't mean that I do not feel anything.
Most of the time, it just gets lost in translation.

So if I am now hurting deeply,
do not be surprised.
It is a normal feeling for someone who isn't accepted.
Very real for someone who was left behind.

I am still human, and yes, I do bleed.
I am just differently wired as compared to you.

. . . stop feeling guilty, for my benchmark could never ever be you.