It’s not difficult to figure out how to be a “good” autistic. Just preface everything you say with “this only applies to me, of course” or “I’m quite high-functioning, but,” apologize for existing. A good autistic answers every question, no matter how invasive, that a neurotypical person asks. A good autistic is honored that parents give them the time of day, praises said parents regardless of how they treat their kid, never questions NT supremacy or authority.
I am a bad autistic.
Bad autistics demand to be treated as human. We are not afraid to call people out on treating us-or their children-poorly. We say that asking us intensely personal questions is inappropriate. We are not honored by being “allowed” to be universal translators or self-narrating zoo exhibits. We don’t apologetically state our experiences, all wrapped in disclaimers that no other freak like us will necessarily experience the same thing the way we did. Many of us reject functioning labels entirely. We do not praise parents for not drowning us in childhood; we know that is not praiseworthy.
(Source: autisticadvocacy, via thebespectaclednerd)