I was isolated but not ostracized, ignored but not abused.

No one's family is normal. Normalcy is a lie invented by advertising agencies to make the rest of us feel inferior.

Sometimes people say that kids with autism aren't capable of love. That's ridiculous. My son loves deeply. He's just doesn't communicate well.

Basically, the world is a giant shithole. But some of us are capable of imagining something better.

Man, I hated not being able to figure someone out. And from the slightly uncertain look he gave me as we all went to class, I suspected he felt the same way.

I cursed myself not only for forgetting to turn my phone off but for ever thinking that having a rock music ringtone was cool.

Everyone at Coral Tree Prep was good-looking. Really. Everyone. I didn't see a single fat or ugly kid all morning. Maybe they just locked them up at registration and didn't let them out again until graduation.