Paige Turner
New Member
It's embarrassing. Sex is the elephant in the room nobody can talk about. Everybody agrees it's wonderful and beautiful and thrilling and magical -- particularly for the guy involved -- until somebody else decides it's not. Then the boy pulls up his pants and scurries away, and you're a shameful, slutty girl.

I don't WANT to hug and kiss!
I don't WANT to know their names!
Yeah, I'm autistic. I'm emotionally retarded. SO WHAT?
How come he normals get to decide which of my feelings are okay?

I don't WANT to hug and kiss!
I don't WANT to know their names!
Yeah, I'm autistic. I'm emotionally retarded. SO WHAT?
How come he normals get to decide which of my feelings are okay?