A few years ago I was at an autism conference in the quiet room, along with many of the other autistic delegates. We were having this great conversation. I hadn’t ever had such a good conversation with a group of more than a couple of people. Usually when I am in a group of people I don’t know when or how to ‘break in’ and either interrupt or sit there waiting for a cue which I never notice. But in this discussion there was an amazing flow of ideas and sharing of thoughts, We ‘got’ one another – not just with the topics we were discussing but it seemed at a much deeper level as well. At that point I realised that I knew how to speak a language that I hadn’t thought of before: I was ‘speaking Autistic.’ I imagined that if a neurotypical person came into this room…
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