Cure Autism Now

Awkward to say perhaps but - I am eager to discuss awkward things. All my life I felt ashamed of myself because I look and sound cognitively impaired, but I’m not. It’s hard to be a mismatch of inside and outside. People think you’re something you’re not; and they are judging you on the outside appearance. I felt demeaned by it, and a sense of shame because I know what I appear to be…and I can’t control or stop it. My stupid mouth spouts Sesame Street endlessly. And that makes me appear to be someone I’m not. I don’t know why it picked Sesame Street but for heaven’s sake, I’m 14 years old! I don’t know why my idiotic OCD settled on Sesame Street. 


I hate it more than words can say.

Those people who don’t want a cure for autism can go jump in a lake. Let them live with their mouths spouting Sesame Street instead of language for even one day, and let’s see how they feel then. They’d be begging for a cure in ten minutes. 

I am begging for a cure. I don’t want to live like this for the rest of my life. I want to be on the outside what I am on the inside. I am highly intelligent, and I want the world to see me that way. I want to have control over my own body for Pete’s sake. 

And I am sick and tired of my freaking mouth reciting Sesame Street.