I am different. I know we all are, but I feel I am more different than anyone else in my family. I am the only one who has a diagnosis of Autism. I have two different thoughts on this going in opposite directions. Please note: I am NOT lamenting the fact I have Autism. I am in NO way, shape, or form saying that I am ashamed of or embarrassed by my diagnosis. But I do feel maybe a little alone or like an outsider. My whole thing is, you can’t really understand Autism unless you have it. Well…I have it. In that regard, I feel like the “odd man out” or the “black sheep” of my family. But on the other side of things, I feel like I have the upper hand or the advantage. I like to think I have it better than most people in my family. Because of my Autism, I see things far differently than the average “normal” person. To me, being regular is BORING AS HELL! So I have my unique outlook on things to keep my life interesting. Sure, I don’t live a “go to work everyday 9-5” kind of life–my work is sporadic–but I have a very important role. I educate medical staff, students, and law enforcement on how to interact with people who are on the Autism Spectrum. In that moment, I get those people I am educating to think like me…outside the box. People respect me for my work in the Baltimore area. And dammit if that isn’t a success I don’t know what is! I get paid for my advocacy work, sure, but I am not doing it just for the money. I legitimately love and enjoy my line of work. It’s fun to me. So I love my life but it does have its drawbacks. That’s it from me. What do you think of being different and/or unique? Thanks for reading!