I love being autistic

it surprises people when I say this as my life is low key high key falling apart at the moment and honestly that's nothing new for me, autism makes a lot of things hard.

but at the same time I genuinely love being autistic and having autism to relate with other people. I love how varied we are and how our traits can produce the most beautiful and/or/at the same time debilitating scenarios. it just feels like art and mystery to me, a greek tragedy that proves love is real.

I feel like our stories from the good and the bad teach so much about what it means to be human, even though society is still set on othering us. we are the secret, indispensable power behind all of culture and all of the worlds progress. I don't have any statistics to back that up but I believe it with my whole body.

I love being autistic, as I struggle along in life, I'm happy that *this" is my burden. I don't think any one gets out of living without at least one, I'm content with the flavour of mine. (for now at least 😅)

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does any one else share my sentiment?

have you built up a love for autism, through the hardship?

do you feel "autism pride"? or are you in the thick of it and not so enthusiastic?

are there parts you would miss if they did invent "a cure"?