So if you are not aware then get aware that today is autism awareness day.
Alright well another for you cool cats.
I actually hate cate so idk why I called you all that.
Well there was once a little black girl who started school
She had puffs in her hair and a gap in her teeth.
No one quite knew what was wrong with her.
See never spoke, loud noises made her flinch, and she never ever made eye contact.
They tried to hold her back and insisted that seems for help because "something was wrong with her"
Her mother insisted she was antisocial while they insisted something different.
Something such as autism.
You guys that girl was me. I was that scrub jamaican girl who had just got back from canada.
I don't really remember it. Like that but that's how my mom explained it to me as.
She never took me to a doctor because I have an autistic cousin and she saw what they did to her.
So she kept a secret and moved schools the next year
The subject was never addressed or dealt with
And now when I see kids autism I just that could have been me with some old ass lady treating me like shit. Or people staring at me when I walk down the hall.
I know my limits and I just avoiding things that could set me off.
Such as hug pitched things, buzzing, and those loud ass kids.
But I guess this is my story
Moe
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Autism awareness day was yesterday I just got emotional as shit and didn't finish the chapter so I left it here
