Inside, you will find a little information about what it's like to have something called "Sensory Processing Disorder"

Going home for the holidays can be a difficult time. Especially with a family who you know can never accept who you truly are. Content Warnings: dysphoria, implied abuse, sensory overload, suicidal ideation

This is a story/poem about a day I had back in 3rd grade in 1998. I am autistic, and had been diagnosed at this time but I had not been told and was not receiving any aid or care at all. This is to show awareness to both the struggles of those with autism and that not telling the child that they have autism can be just as bad if not worse than telling them why they have the differences they have.