Friends

I am sad that I don’t have my friends. It’s very difficult to have friends as someone with autism. Unlike other kids, I don’t know how to make friends. This makes me sad. 

I wish I could have friends who would spend time with me, a friend who would laugh with me, and a friend who would love me. I wish the world would embrace me as who I am. I wish people would accept autism.


Comments

Sara said…
Hi Yi.

Sometimes it is hard for some people to make friends. It was hard for me to make friends and I was sad. My son is autistic also. He is 10. He has a hard time making friends.

I think one day you will meet special people who understand you and love you. The world is a big place with many kind people. Don't give up trying.

I read your blog and I can see you are a great boy. Your writing makes me smile. I am so glad you are writing this blog.
June 12, 2022 at 7:32 AM
Pratibha said…
Dear Yi,

I think you are a wonderful boy, with so many thoughts and now a way to share them! Sometimes, when others don't understand us, it is hard for them to become friends.

My daughter is autistic also - she can read & speak very well, but she still has a hard time making friends. But, after a long time, she has found a few other children, she can call friends.

I am sure that, in time, you will find others who understand you, and they will be great friends too!

Our world is changing - I hope that one day, when you're both grown up, everyone will be embraced, loved and accepted as they are :-)

Much love,
June 12, 2022 at 6:29 PM
Anonymous said…
I am sorry to hear this. I feel pretty angry at the world for doing this. I have faced the same things a lot of times. The world should be based on mutual aid not social darwinism (a theory of society that states people will naturally leave people out and will try to rise above each other with no respect to the community). I am 11 years old and autistic too. My advice is that you shouldn't really mind of what the world thinks of you. You should always be happy as who you are.
June 13, 2022 at 12:24 PM
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