He kinda looked like this child, but with darker hair and older. But something in the posture is the same. I’ve loved autistic children since I was 7 years old. I was around 7 when I was playing with a little boy at a Girl Scouts family outing. He didn’t speak and moved in a way that other kids didn’t, but his eyes sparkled and he loved to play. And he wanted to play with me. That wasn't something that happened every day. I could be a bit weird and whiny at times. I can stil

Meltdowns. If you know, you know. Some people think a meltdown is a tantrum. They can look the same, and saying they are not can seem like a cop-out of just CONTROLLING YOURSELF BETTER, but they're not.

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