I'M SOMEWHERE ELSE

Here's the thing. I don't owe you anything.

I'm so fucking sorry for having a similar disability to yours, and writing about disability and ableism on the Internet. Sorry for being good friends with you for a few months and continuing to stay somewhat in contact for a year after that--although not very close contact, partly because we don't have much in common, but also because of your insistence that I'm a hypocrite for not helping you more.

I'm sorry your life sucks, but it's not my fault it happened nor is it my job (or within my abilities) to fix your problems.

You sent me an email telling me to "mind the gap" between my public writing and who I actually am. Actually, there is no gap, since I never made a post on my blog saying I wanted to devote energy I don't have to supporting anyone with autism who asks for my support. You are the reason that I'm stonewalling this guy with ASD who has contacted me and seems to really want to talk to someone and in all likelihood is a nice person. You are the reason I'm standoffish when people with ASD contact me on the Internet, because you have made me feel like everyone I give the time of day is going to start pulling out my insides and that's what I deserve for writing a blog.