I feel sad to be with autism, but I am a real and true person inside. Really looking forward to quitting my silence with this blog that gives me a loud voice. With my typing I can reach out to you with thoughts, hopes and friendship.
Today Mom and I spent hours in our backyard swing reading, drinking iced tea, and listening to birds. It was a peaceful time. It really felt great reading together because I love books.
With books I can be anyone or anything. There is nothing to stop me. I am free of autism and float far above my own world. No fear or doubts hold me. I can be a mischievous kid or a wise old man or a cute cat. Great to be outside my boring self.
Truth beckons me, though, and I do enter my own life. It is a good life. I am happy mostly. I am Sarah, your new friend with autism who types to speak. And I am also shy.