My therapist asked me recently if I thought that I had any unresolved anger. Apparently, he suspected that I might. I do have anger, but it's not unresolved. I used to be very angry. I was angry because I didn't understand the world as others presented it. Others' descriptions of the world didn't comport with my experiences of it. I saw a world full of unnecessary limits and rules. Others insisted those rules and limits were eminently necessary even though they couldn't explain why and, in many cases, hadn't even considered why. This was disorienting and it made me suspect that people were lying to me. But they weren't, for the most part. Once I stopped imagining malice, it became easier to let go of anger. I learned that being angry without being considerate was conducive to objectification, and I was objectifying the people I felt anger toward. Some of the people who should have protected me acted to hurt me instead. I ...
My name is Ryan. I'm a published author, a musician, and a cartoonist, and I'm autistic. My therapist suggested that I write a book about living with an autism spectrum disorder. I decided to try a blog first. I try to be clear and succinct in describing my experiences. I don't feel like I have special insight, but maybe this will help some people.