I want to introduce you to a new feature that I have been contemplating for 14 years, starting with An Alleged Autistic/A Puzzling View on Relationships to the Hopeless Autistic, the story goes back to almost 20 years to the day in March. I’d rather start in 2005, when I was coincidentally turning 18 going on 15, and that still fucked up brain known as adolescence that was often shamed upon the child, the victim, the student.
§504/IEP Meeting, Spring 2005 (Undisclosed Location, Essex County Massachusetts)
Due to the interstate differences, the New Hampshire law required the student to attend their IEP meeting in full, as I was my own guardian. One of the reasons why I didn’t opt for guardianship was I thought I could use that as leverage for “advocacy” (spoiler alert, it failed)
This meeting included my speech therapist, my primary school teacher, the mis manager (er “Program Director” my mother and me including the head of Pupil Services, Brian Balke) and according to me scanning through a piece in the Useleess Leader and or channel surfing against WMUR-TV Manchester in the last couple of years, he’s the head of schools in Goffstown. Something is telling me the Fraud on Broad Street wasn’t in that meeting. I wouldn’t be surprised Bolick’s absence was by pure coincidence and nothing more (sarcasm implied) in certain IEP meetings that were critical in nature. Other people would be in no show before and after.
At this time the team agreed the next path of my life was to go into a school to work program. I get it now, and possibly back then, but to have my entire day be entirely on life skills (that has become antiquated with the change of technology), social skills that made us extremely avoidant to dealing with superiors oh and the focus on sexual harassment was extremely stigmatizing and the force the birdie out of the nest by the 21st birthday was extremely anxiety ridden, I’d go so far to say this really lead into a turbulent 20s in my life. People who were in this position of authority had no business whatsoever.
By late spring (perhaps) May I caved in to their proposal.
I need to tell you something extremely disturbing about Balke, The head of Londonderry’s Pupil Services had the audacity to say “You’re going to get a Londonderry High School Diploma” in Spring of 2005, knowing I had repeated fifth grade 7 years before, that it was implied would graduate two years after my target year (Class of 2006) and again I was pushed to graduate later in 2008, specifically on my birthday. There was an attempt for me to get out as early as spring of 2007 but that was pushed by abuse of New Hampshire and Federal rights against the Commonwealth of Massachusetts’ own rules, which violates Federal laws.
Leading up to 2005, I didn’t feel intellectually competitive against my own typical peers in education, but I don’t even know now because the millennials are dumb as rocks. In their thirties!
The next series will be those three years where I realized at that point my life was at the point of no return and why I didn’t end my life sooner and not before I was even 20 that I knew my life had passed.
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