Autistic celebration

My Autism was my protector, my guardian, my shield. It was the part of me that filled me with joy, that satisfied me and made me content, that sheltered me. Autism was my friend, my companion, a bubble within which I could just be.

The beauty of my Autism

Autism acceptance is not about denying the challenges. But… it requires you to look for – and then to see, truly and genuinely – the beauty and joy of and in Autism. Because it is there to see, if you care to look.