A lot of people in the autistic community hate the month of April because of Autism Acceptance/Awareness Month. It just rings hollow to so many of us and having to see that damn puzzle piece everywhere makes it worse. Then you have autism parents, who make their kids’ autism all about them. This poem reflects my frustrations with this month.
April is
Not about you
Nor is it about me
April is
A lie
The puzzle piece is a lie
It is a lie born of hatred
You choose to ignore that lie
It because it makes you feel better
April is
A time to listen
But you refuse and attack
April is
A time of stress and pain
You ignore that for false celebrations to lift yourself up for false charity
April is
When you’re true colors come out
And you reveal how you us
April is
A time of crying
But you tell us it’s not that bad
April is
A lie
Well said. This is a message more people need to take to heart and actually learn some damn empathy for autistic people rather than co-opt it for their own agendas.
This was born out of frustration and tiredness regarding how people treat autistic people especially during April .