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9:28pm September 4, 2013

Until I met Jim, I had not fully realized the different forms autism could take. Being with him, I knew that he and I were like each other within this wider category.  Like me he had mattered the art of “speaking in order to get the words out” despite being meaning-deaf to himself. Like me he was angle to continue to function in spite of total physical-, vocal-, emotional-, social-, and even self-dissociation. Like me, he could work with overload and shutdown in a way that generally never left him with any one system shut down permanently but left the forfeiting of systems in a constant state of shift. We both had paid the price in terms of the fragmented perception of ourselves, our lives, and our surroundings. And yet despite all the inconsistencies and the lack of connections, both of us had remained connected at the very center of our being. Despite the chaos, we could maintain faith and never be totally lost.

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Donna Williams, Somebody Somewhere