My 20-year-old autistic son is a sophomore in college. Sometimes, when I just write those words, I still have a hard time believing it.
Not because I didn’t believe in him, but because I so often doubted a world that saw “different” as less and so for years, I worried that a college experience might not be in the cards for him.
With his need for routine and struggles with executive functioning, I worried that college would be too much and the staff and school would do too little to support him.
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