I often compare ASD to The Matrix. Autism is like being forced to take the red pill–seeing the reality behind the matrix. My husband and I have had several conversations about this. He always says he would take the red pill. I’m a bit less decisive. He was brought up in a household where it was expected for people to voice their opinions loudly and immediately. I was taught to fall in line, conform, be meek. I never did fit in the box. They tried to stuff me in the box. I tried to stuff myself into the box. It just never happened.
When I read about the debate of “cure” vs. accept, I feel so torn. Nurture has taught me to want to fit in. Nature has posed the question of why I should care what anyone thinks. Would I be happier if I could just turn it off? Would I be more successful if I had come up in an environment that encouraged different ways of thinking or being? Is it too late to become more happy or successful? I just don’t know.