I grew up in the 1990s when many people were just figuring out that autism existed. It was just starting to be diagnosed widely.
As a child, I really didn’t understand much other than teachers seemed to hate me. My mom was recommended to place me in a home because I was a “burden” to her, the teacher, and to society as a whole.
I was in middle school when this happened and these words are etched into me today. I decided then that I’d go into education so students wouldn’t suffer at the hands of horrible teachers like the one I had.Read more on themighty.com