It changed my perspective on the world. Reading that horrible book.
My reaction, the twitter threads, my review…
Not only in the obvious way, in that I still feel like I waded through sewage to read it, and can’t quite get the stink off my soul.
But also in finding out how deeply caring the #actuallyautistic community is.
I sort of knew that, I mean, I’ve never met a more empathic group of people than autistics, (most of them, there’s bad apples everywhere, but by and large, autistics are wonderful people) but I’ve never been deeply involved in the community. Mostly because I only got my DX a couple of years ago.
I post on the #actuallyautistic hashtag when I remember to, but I’m ridiculously busy.
It feels like all of my time is taken up by being a mom of two, a spouse, a writer, an editor, a sensitivity reader, a reviewer, and a critique partner to several other authors as well as trying to be a good friend to the people I’m close to.
So the outpouring of appreciation and love from the autistic community and our allies has just amazed me.
I didn’t expect it.
I’m so grateful for it, because after reading that book? I really needed it.
Thank you, all of you, so much.
The faith I lost in a lot of NT people has been replaced by faith in all of us. Together, I really do think we can make our voices heard.
And for the sake of future generations of autistics, I think we have to.
I’ve been contacted privately by dozens of NTs who really do want to learn to do better.
So no. As tired as I am, I’m not shutting up and I’m not backing down.
It takes a lot to make me angry, long, long fuse, but I’m both angry and determined now.
My kids, all autistic kids, all autistics… we all deserve a better world than the one that lauds a book like To Siri with Love.
I have no idea how we’ll make that happen, but I think if we stand together, and we don’t let ourselves get too exhausted by it all, we can do it.
So, in all of this, do remember to take care of yourselves. I know the emotions are strong, they really, really, are, but this is a marathon, not a sprint.
Remember to rest, and care for yourselves.