if you were one person, an adult close to me, i’d call it abuse. but since you were my classmates and there were dozens of you, it was just bullying. just “why didn’t you tell a teacher?” or “you know he’s doing it because he likes you.” or “we’re not laughing at you, we’re laughing with you.” but that was seven years ago, and i’m an adult now, and i still have nightmares about you and i still hear your voices all the time like you were right there, only sometimes it’s my voice. and i’m still terrified to look less than perfect, to say the wrong thing, in case someone new finds something to pick apart. and now that i’m back in my hometown for the summer i’m always looking over my shoulder, always afraid i’ll see you around every corner. and i’m trying to heal but i don’t think i ever will because you stole my entire childhood away and i shouldn’t have had to learn not to trust anyone at the age of ten. and i’ll never forgive you for that. never.

you know what sucks about having a childhood full of bullying? you grow up and every piece of media tells you that kids who were bullied become better, they become kinder, and they forgive the people who did them wrong because it’s what the bigger person does. but in most cases, that’s not true. they actually grow up bitter, and hold grudges, and might forgive, but never forget. the bullies are probably living life as well as they can, remembering their earlier days fondly, hopefully successful and happy. while the bullied carry the memories, don’t trust easily, and can rarely completely let go of that dislike of themselves someone put into them

sometimes, people don’t understand that we are hated for being autistic. “But I don’t hate autistic people!”.

That’s right! Because you don’t know how autistic people are.

You know, people never bullied me for being autistic. Because neither me nor they had the terminology. Nah, they punished me for being weird. And what made me weird to their eyes? I spoke weird and often stumbled, and I spoke like a grownup anyway, and I wouldn’t shut up about Ancient Greece. I moved weird too, because I was (am) really clumsy, and I didn’t have any friends. I was boring and didn’t catch jokes (made at my expense) and I didn’t look them in the eye, and so on and on.

If you asked any of the people who bullied me for years whether they hate autistic people, they’d say “no!”. Because they don’t hate autistic people, but oh boy do they hate weird people. Perhaps they don’t hate autistic people, but surely they hated me for being obviously autistic.



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Your existence matters. 


You being here makes the world a better place. 


You deserve good things.


You’ll be okay.


I love you very much.




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8-Year-Old Calls Out Ghostbuster Leslie Jones’ Haters, Sends Her Adorable Note 

Nice to see an 8 year old who can spell better and is a better person than a huge number of “adults” on the internet. #Love it!

Long Island middle school allegedly forced a Muslim student to say he pledged to ISIS.

It all started in the East Islip Middle School school cafeteria in January when 12-year-old Pakistani American student Nashwan Uppal’s classmates asked him what he will be blowing up next, the New York Post reported.

After noticing that school supervisors were doing almost nothing to stop the bullying, Uppal, who reportedly has a severe learning disorder and social disabilities, moved to another table in the cafeteria. The classmates followed him and continued on with their anti-Muslim taunts.

The next day Uppal was removed from his gym class by school administrators. East Islip Free Union District Superintendent John Dolan, Principal Mark Bernard and Assistant Principal Jason Stanton brought Uppal and interrogated him for terrorism allegiance.

According to the lawsuit filed by Uppal and his parents, Stanton shouted at Uppal to confess that he was a terrorist. Frightened by the treatment of his school administrators, Uppal wrote a letter confessing his allegiance to ISIS.

But now Uppal and his family are fighting back against the school.

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PSA: Disabled people’s vulnerabilities are not here for your entertainment.

As an autistic person, I spend a lot of time with social skills. I’d like to start off with some social skills that you may have learned in childhood. I’m betting that these are fairly non-controversial statements:

  • Do not pull a cat’s tail. That’s mean.
  • Do not kick dogs.
  • Do not slam the door on your pet’s tail.
  • Do not blow a high-pitched dog whistle loudly into a dog’s ear.
  • Always treat animals with kindness.

Now I’m going to say another social skill, which is apparently less important to some people:

  • You should treat disabled people with kindness.

Along the way, sometimes it gets forgotten or ignored that people like me also have thoughts and feelings. And people will treat actual humans far, far worse than they would treat an animal.

Hurting people is always wrong. Even if something doesn’t hurt you, if someone says it is painful to them, you need to stop it.

In praxis, this means:

  • Do not grab an autistic person from behind to make them wail. That’s mean.
  • Do not try to trigger unreality in a psychotic person. That’s mean.
  • Do not tell your dog to jump on someone with zoophobia, do not throw fake spiders at someone with arachnophobia, and do not show a graphic injury to someone who is terrified of blood. That’s mean.
  • Do not slam doors or fire guns to make someone with PTSD jump. That’s mean.
  • Do not show triggering pictures to someone with a mental illness, without warning them first, to make them cry or “get over it already.” That’s mean.
  • Do not mimic someone’s ticcing or try to make them do it more for your entertainment. That’s mean.
  • Do not upset someone on purpose, whether they are obviously disabled, secretly disabled, or not disabled. That’s mean.
  • Do respect other people’s pain. If they say that hurts, believe them. Don’t do it more to watch their reaction.

Some might say that this is the Thought Police trying to control you. It’s not illegal to think that it is fun to hurt people. You won’t be carted off to jail for intentionally making someone cry.

But people won’t trust you, any more than I’d trust an adult who pulls cats’ tails for fun. Because it’s a sure sign that you aren’t a decent human being.

And to the people who don’t do this: if you see someone else doing it, please ask them to knock it off. Bullies might not listen to disabled people, because they might not care what disabled people say. But they may listen to someone else. Please don’t let them keep tormenting their victim.

Please consider sharing this with your friends, to remind them how important it is to stand up to bullying, no matter what it looks like.

the new york times interview

“I think my traumas as a child became my greatest reserves of strength as an adult. For me to recognize that in other young people, to try to help them see it, is a huge motivator. I was more fortunate than kids struggling for survival on a basic level, but emotionally, I felt serious threats as a young person. It started there [his father’s death] and evolved into my sexual identity. I was bullied all through junior high and high school. I went to an all-boys Catholic school, so it was really magnified. But for some reason, the bullying fortified me. My reaction was not to cave into myself. I expanded.”

“I had so much fear in me back then. I was doing “Angels in America” and pulled [director] Michael Greif and [playwright] Tony Kushner aside and said, “Doing this play is possibly going to facilitate my public coming-out.” They were very supportive. And that summer, all these bullied kids started killing themselves. That’s what motivated me. But I was still so afraid. The one thing I hadn’t said — “I’m gay, too. It gets better. Trust me” — is the one thing I couldn’t say. I came out the next year — after another boy killed himself, just months after he made an “It Gets Better” video. I felt slammed by my hypocrisy. Here I was, hedging my bets. What was I protecting? I had already arrived at the point of being able to work consistently. There was no way around my fear, except through it. And in the same way Audra got involved with Covenant House, I got involved with the Trevor Project. I did the training and had all these amazing conversations. I was someone there to help. And the freedom I feel now, I would never give that up for anything.”

“After I came out in 2011, I gave a lot of interviews saying I’ve never worked more and how it hadn’t adversely affected my career. And I believe that. But I also believe that I would have had more mainstream Hollywood opportunities if I were straight or didn’t come out. I haven’t allowed it to limit me, but I think there’s an inherent resistance to gay men in Hollywood. Which isn’t to take anything away from the mind-blowing progress since I got out of school.”

“I was walking in my neighborhood a couple of weeks ago, and a kid rode by on his bike. Then he circled back to me. He said: “I just want to let you know that I’m gay, and I know you’re gay, too. I’m having a really hard time with my family, and you’ve helped me.” We talked for, I don’t know, 10 or 15 minutes. But for the rest of the day I was so deeply moved — and so grateful for what he had given me.”

Tips From a Trans Guy

-Walk tall, confidence is the key in everything you do. As a transgender individual not everyone will take you seriously but you need to be strong.

-Shave the fuzz. A smooth face is better than a fuzzy face.

-Vests honestly work to hiding chest thingies. Bajas do as well.

-Finding pants can suck for people. Even cis guys who lift unfortunately. Levis have these amazing jeans. They’re athletic fit which helps around the hips, and thighs which is my issue.

-Acne will suck once you go on T. Wash your face twice a day with soap and water. Acne wipes will help during that time. Lemon water (drink it, or you know I’m sure you can rub it all over) also clears skin and serves other amazing purposes.

-When using the boys bathroom, do not talk, do not interact. Do your business and leave. Do not make eye contact. It’s not the same as using a bathroom with feminine individuals.

-Dating can be hard. You look younger than you really are which sometimes isn’t a good thing. People younger than you will also be all over you. Like teenagers. Do not give in! One day you won’t look like a baby (cross your fingers), that means hopefully people your own age will date you! You could also try getting a tattoo if you’re old enough so people know you’re older than 18 .-.

-Also with dating. It’s a whole lot different as a man. You’re no longer girlxgirl or girlxguy (well the last one is possible but you won’t be the girl anymore). The dynamic is so different. It might take time to get your groove back so don’t get frustrated.

-As you get older and start passing (you’ll get there!). Privileges will open up to you. Your world will change. But that doesn’t give you the right to be an asshole! You don’t need to be a feminist but remember what it’s like to be a women and how the world treated you.

-Bullying can suck, even if you have an amazing support system. I have a warning for you. Do Not Engage. They will pick fights. Yes stand up for yourself but do not stoop to their level. Stay strong and keep your head up. You’re more than them.

-You will lose friends. It sucks but your true friends who are meant to be in your life will stick by you to support you. You will have an amazing support system even if you don’t have one now. If your family isn’t supportive then you can create your own in the future.

-Last but not least, be you. Stay amazing. Stay you. You’re perfect and some day people will see that. I promise.