Soon enough, I snapped. No longer did I want to live as a puppet, or as if everybody in the world would rather pack their bags and move to the farthest ends of the universe than care about my feelings. I just wanted to live like a regular child.
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Nevertheless, as days changed to weeks, and weeks crept on, overshadowed by months, I underwent a strong period of tension and depressed emotions, such that waking up every morning felt very similar to getting forcefully kicked in the gut. I was held prisoner in my own body, as time seemed to advance in slow motion.
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It seemed that there was a brick wall blocking me from normalcy. Me, versus the rest of the world. Then, the next year, I found the answer I was looking for.
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Here, I discovered the tools of mass creation. One day, in September of that year, a very kind teacher, having knowledge of my past frustrations, told me, "Whatever you're feeling, set it free right here."
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There was no way to tell anyone how I felt (anyone willing to listen, for that matter) and exactly how I envisioned myself in the changing world around me. That was, until Grade 7.
She was pointing to a thick, snow white sheet of paper, just sitting there blank. Just like my mind. But not for long.
And at that moment, I emptied the contents of my mind onto that paper, as if it were a can of paint. So many colours, so many options of decoration.
In the end, my 12 years of receiving battle scars had enabled me to earn, and utilize, my own weapons: the "weapons of mass creation."
Despite countless reassurances that my future would still be bright (and the jokes afterwards among professionals that each of my family members should probably buy a pair of shades) as the diagnosis was confirmed, "high functioning," the delays in my development were fairly obvious compared to others of my age.
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It was in August 1999, just a couple of months after my second birthday, that my family was served a plate of life changing news. Their daughter, their pride and joy, perhaps a future scientist or assistant veterinarian, had earned a position on the autism spectrum.
I would often lie in my bed, distraught, pondering, amongst my dreams and other things, exactly why I wasn't capable of functioning like everybody else.
Understandingly, I proceed to hear the worst possible words that could creep out of anybody's mouth. My wish to be normal would never come true, because, basically, I wasn't. Or, that's what I thought. If this wasn't bad enough, consider the fact that my mother wouldn't even broadcast the fact that I was any different up until this time, for the reason of wanting me to feel like a "normal" child, (as if I even felt like one!) and you've got yourself the ingredients for the ultimate recipe for disaster.
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My voice had been trapped in my head for years, just aching to finally tell somebody what it's like to be me.
Now, I could show it off, without fear of being judged. Now, I realized words like "autism" and "autistic" were no longer taboo, and to this day, I still take pride in the strength I have unleashed, all through my longing for expression.
These colours, the blues of ocean and sadness, the reds of mighty rage, and, most importantly, the black of cruelty and anguish, from 12 years of self doubt and frustration. It was now done. I'd finally revealed my personality.
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