I have heard some people claim that autism is a wonderful gift, coming as it does with all sorts of neat shit. I say fuck that and the sugarplum fairy it rode in on.
The stress you get from being autistic does not make the bennies worth a damn thing. I have work to do, dammit, and I need a safe place to do it in. Not just the work itself, but the time off for resting and thinking. A homeless shelter aint the place. When you’re autistic security is important, as is understanding.
So I’ve got prep to do.