I look back at my second decade of life and I’ve realized that the longer I’ve stayed with my mother, the more f*****d myself up with my future. I’ve lived with my mother, instead of living on my own (and thanks to Medicaid’s perverted system on “community based support waivers”) there is really no such thing as Section 8 anymore. I’m unable to afford to live in this state thanks to very high taxes spent for those goddamned children and going to rich Caucasian towns like Londonderry, Dover, or someplace like that. Can I go to a group home? Well, group homes are politically incorrect, because EVERY AUTISTIC in the world must be accepted by the community according to these rosey agendas made by special interest groups by rich caucasians and never rich or poor African Americans (whose the real racists?)

The autism movement has really gone nowhere, despite the noise you hear from ASAN, and the other special interest groups. And of such this is really causing me to not move forward and because I am the only 28 year old to be living in New Hampshire that is more “normal” than his other peers. There is really no hope to live in this state and be autistic and the same for the 49 other states.

“Ableism” should be redefined by the actions of the professional class, forcing people like me to be a stereotype, short fat guy living with his single, short and fat mother, who herself doesn’t see much of a future. I don’t see much going forward for me. I’m tired of living life. Maybe one day I’ll fall dead and then my mother will never move on because she made the stupid mistake to rely entirely on me for her happiness.

Where was the “doctors” to call her out on that?