AutisticI was told far too much, for far too long,
that happiness was growing old,
growing up, finding a partner,
commitment, college, good job,
stable career, climb up.
help them grow, retirement funds.
I was never told that it was okay to watch
flashing lights for hours and hours.
To devote every waking thought to an interest,
Even if that's the same maths equation, piano piece,
day in, day out.
To laugh when you're sad, to cry when you're happy.
I was never told it was okay not to naturally understand others,
That happiness was about embracing whatever makes you happy
regardless of 'the rules'.
I was never told
it was okay to be autistic.
to be human.
but it is okay,
to know this anyway.