I dedicate this story to Jordan. One of my friends who has major autism.
I ask that this blog not get deleted as it does not violate anything in the terms nor is it affiliated to anyone. It's purely fiction.
Thanks.
Dear Diary,
My name is Ron. I'm a 21 year old male and I work on my Uncles farm. I get paid very well, but the problem is I still live at home. I was diagnosed with a very mild form of autism, and I admit, I use it as a crutch. I know that it's not right, but I just don't want to move out. I've never had a girlfriend...Ever. My life has been great, but only because mom does everything for me. Ever since I was born mom has made excuses for me and I started to believe them.
Uncle Tom was a bit strict but mom told him I had a big case of autism...I thought Dr. Howard said it was mild..Mom is always right so I'll just side with her. On the farm I mess up things and Uncle Tom cleans up the mess after me. I wouldn't want to get anyone angry but he yelled at me. Told me I make too many mistakes...Everyone makes mistakes right?