This tweet was prompted by an incident at an autism-awareness event last month. Towards the end of proceedings, I spoke to the assembled company about Asperger’s syndrome being a hidden disability, and how my already considerable difficulties were worsened by society’s expectations of normality. I said I wanted people to understand that, just because I look normal and can (for short, exhausting, periods) put on a performance of normal, there is nothing mild about having Asperger’s. There were calls of agreement from the audience, an autism-friendly round of applause, and I went back to my children – their little faces glowing with pride that their mummy had stood up and spoken.
Next up was a woman who had a son with severe autism. Bristling, she spoke about how severe her son was, yes, very severe, and how you might see the two of them around town, and how you couldn’t miss him because he was so severe… Something inside me died. Even to me, it was clear I had offended her, about which I was mortified, but she had misunderstood me; she thought I was saying all forms of autism are the same, and that I thought I suffered as much as her son. I confess, I nearly burst into tears on the spot.
I hate conflict, and in particular, any division within the autism community; but there is a division, isn’t there? Right there: the devision between people with severe autism and people like me. I can see why their carers think I’m so very lucky: I can talk, I can drive a car, I am married and have children (and a realistic hope of grandchildren). I even have a job. What more could I possibly want?
For the next three hours I considered giving up autism advocacy. I questioned how someone with my lack of subtlety can possibly get across something as important as autism awareness to the general community? Hell, I couldn’t even get it across to the autism community. But a pep-talk from an aspie friend put me back on my feet; I took out my phone, wrote that tweet, and Twitter completed the rescue.
So, sure, Asperger’s syndrome can be considered mild when compared with severe autism. It can be considered mild in the same way as losing a leg can be considered mild compared with paraplegia. But do we refer to amputation as a minor injury? Do we go around telling amputees, “count yourself lucky you’re not paralysed”? No. We do not.
That severe autism exists, does not make my life any easier. And nor do my struggles detract in any way from the enormous difficulties facing severely autistic people and their carers. I’m a huge fan of positive thinking – I can talk, I can drive a car – and being positive helps me in so many ways. But it does not cure me. However lucky I might be in comparison with other people, I still struggle with my own, very real, issues.
So, please, don’t take what I say, then add a “yes but…” and list all the things that could be worse. Please just hear me: I’m not saying there is no severe form of autism, just that there is nothing mild about having Asperger’s.