I saw a post online, one of those “write the saddest story you can in 4 words” one woman’s story was “two kids with autism” is that really the saddest thing you can think of? Me and my best friend, both autistic, driving around in the middle of the night laughing at everything, stopping at some fast food joint at midnight. Two autistic best friends muttering terrible puns under our breath during class and trying to pretend they aren’t funny. Weird conversations only the two of us understand. Two people who know each other so well we can have a conversation without ever saying a word. This isn’t sad, we aren’t some horror story for you to tell you friends we are “two kids with autism” sharing unfunny jokes and exasperated sighs. We are “two kids with autism” who both think that the other is the smart one and neither one of us is the funny one, but we laugh anyway. We are “two kids with autism” who each have our own lives and goals and dreams. We are “two kids with autism” who are both going to college but are still a little unsure. We are “two kids with autism” and we are sick of this shit, we are not a tragedy, we are not broken, WE ARE NOT YOUR SAD STORY. We are “two kids with autism” who just want to be ourselves.