A Girl on the Spectrum
I laughed like a hyena. There I was (isn’t that how all good stories start?) in the doctor’s office once again talking about autism…but this time we were talking about my little diva. What? In that moment it was either laugh or cry. Not because autism is a horrible diagnosis, but in that moment, I felt overwhelmed and as if I had failed my diva for the past seven years. I mean, come on, I’m supposed to be “The Aspie Whisperer,” how had I not nailed this one?
