No one knows what causes a person to be born autistic, but there are some causes that many believe in. One school of thought is that its caused by vaccines. I personally don’t believe that, but I can’t be 100% certain one way or the other.
The reason I don’t subscribe to that theory is that people were born autistic before vaccines became commonplace. The fact that we didn’t know as much about autism then as we do now means nothing. Look at all the adults, like myself who are being diagnosed. I was forty-six when I was diagnosed and that means that in 1965 an autistic person was definitely born. Whatever year Dr. Temple Grandin was born in, an autistic person was definitely born.
That’s my two cents, for what it’s worth.
I personally believe the idea that it’s a mutated gene of some sort. No, it’s not because I like comic books, but rather, that I just don’t buy the whole vaccine thing.
Again, I have no clue what camp is right. No one does. For me, this is a logical approach (what a surprise for an Aspie), and a process of elimination.
Could I be wrong? Absolutely!
Does it change how I feel about my brothers and sisters on the spectrum?
It. Does. Not.
No matter if you believe that like the X-Men of comic books and the big screen, we have a mutated gene, or if you believe vaccines are to blame, we care about each other and know that there’s no cure for something that has been determined NOT to be a disease.
No Disease = No Cure Needed
In the movies we remember when the X-Men fought against a forced cure to being a mutant. A suppressing of the mutated gene, thus making everyone human. Everyone with equal powers.
How boring would that be?
If our genes are mutated, and I did say, “if”, they’re mutated and give us special abilities, such as with numbers, musical notes, words, with a paintbrush or any other artistic medium, we need to be thankful for those gifts and use them to the best of our abilities, just like the X-Men.
I think that it doesn’t matter what you believe, or if you even care what the root cause is. Honestly, I’m me and how I got to be me is beyond me, so me no care. I was speaking “early man” in that last sentence. For flow.
Everyone is special. Everyone is different. Everyone is unique.
We’re all superheroes in some way. We just need to feel safe trying out our powers.
Come out and be you.