I’m 19 years old and I have autism. Throughout school, I was constantly bullied because I was “different.” I’m not sure if it was because of my weight, or because of my autism, or maybe a bit of both.
A lot of people are shocked when I tell them I have autism, because to them I seem so “normal.” But I have to give a lot of thanks to my mom because, for as long as I can remember, she’s been my advocate. I love her with all my heart. Animals mean the world to me, and my dream job is to help neglected and abused animals because to a lot of people they are “different,” just like I’m different with my autism. I want them to feel loved and not feel like how I did in school growing up.