Copied from a friends FB page, she has two young autistic children:
I'm not autistic but I'll try my best to portray how it may feel for a child with autism during Xmas.
Weeks leading upto Xmas -
Everything looks different? Why is there shiny, sparkly things hanging from walls, door, windows, oh no they're everywhere it looks different. Why is there a tree inside? Trees should be outside? Oh look things to pull off it. No I'm not "meant" to pull them off? Strange boxes underneath that I can't touch? But they look like they should be touched. They look like they feel nice to rip. Everyone seems different. People dress differently, they are noisier and seem to always be in a rush?
The music hurts, why is there always music on? And why am I being taken to see a scary man in red who I have never met, why am I being pushed to take a photo with this man? I don't know you. Why are people staring at me. I hate people's eyes looking at mine. Parties everywhere, so busy, so noisy, and there's the strange man in red again! Why is everything so different? It smells different, looks different, sounds different, why does everything need to be different? My head hurts, I wish everything was back to the way it always is.
Xmas Day -
Mum and dad are being weird. Oh no, what is that? There's the paper that was under the tree they're now on the floor, lots of them. I'm confused? The things I'm not to touch under the tree are now lying around the floor. What am I supposed to do with them? They just look like strange colors of paper. Why are they here it looks too different! I want to run away to a room that looks the same and hide. Mum and dad are staring at me with a phone in my face. I don't understand, I want to hide.
I feel so sad and confused. I can't stand these clothes. I can't stand them touching my skin. I don't want to look nice mum, I just want to be in my own clothes, in my own room it's safe there. People, people everywhere. I hate going to lots of people's houses it's too busy. People keep talking to me but I can't hear with all the noise. And there's more of the paper things they keep telling me to open them, they're staring at me with a phone in my face again. Im so confused. Strange smells in the kitchen. I feel sick. I just want a mcdonalds. Mcdonalds never changes and never smells or tastes different. I want to go home. Nothing is different in my room.
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