Liberation!

Sometimes,
It is hard, tough, stressful.

Sometimes,
It is difficult
And I wonder
If life will ever
Feel OK.

But…

Sometimes,
It is beautiful.

Sometimes,
The utter delight
At having found myself
And having discovered
Who I really am
And how my life
Is meant to be

Feels like it wants
To make bubbles
And light
And magic
And colours
And sparkles
And joyousness.

I rock back and forth
And it feels GOOD
And RIGHT!

I play with my toys
And sit on my feet
And flap my hands
And rub nice things
All over my face…

And don’t worry about
Speech
Or eyes
Or “doing it right”
Or what is
“Expected” of me.

Because

I finally have freedom
And permission
To be who I am.

It has been
A long time
Coming,

But I am very glad
That this
LIBERATION
Eventually arrived!

Allowing myself
Just
To be
Autistic me
Is sometimes
A very
Very
Beautiful
Thing.