Hello. While I was still LDS I wrote some things about what it is like to be LDS and autistic. JB contacted me and asked me to share my thoughts here. I don't know why, or what material of mine JB read. I apologize for the inconvenience in advance.
I can't speak for all autistic people, but growing up autistic, for me, meant being ignored or misunderstood when I tried to tell people how I felt and what my needs were. My parents did not understand. My siblings did not understand. My church leaders did not care and did not understand. When people did understand what I told them about my needs and who I was, it was so weird to them that they refused to accept it. They told me how wrong I was to feel that way and to be that kind of person, using anything they could, including church doctrine, to justify their prejudice.
It didn't help that I was the only boy my age who took it seriously when church leaders talked about p-rn-graphy and masturbation. My LDS peers made lewd jokes and dirty pickup lines, and drew "Wife-Beater 2000s" for the art merit badge. I felt horribly guilty and unworthy because I liked PG-rated furry art, and tried everything that I knew how to suppress my s-xual feelings completely. It did not work, and I knew that I would be separated from my Heavenly Father and my family in the next life. I felt so awful. I hated myself so much, for that and for being so different from everyone else.
My autistic girlfriend introduced me to the concept of disability rights a couple of years ago. I realized that a lot of what I had gone through, growing up, was because people didn't know how to deal with the kind of person I was -- people, including myself. I realized there should be accomodations for persons like me at home and at church activities, and that it wasn't right that I should have to spend the whole time pacing out in the foyer, nervously clutching my MP3 player.
Later on I became convinced that the same things applied to gay and lesbian people, and that the reason they had so much trouble was because they were different like I was. And people wanted to "cure" them like they wanted to cure me. Not because it would help them in any way, but because people were uncomfortable having them around. I quickly became unpopular on an LDS forum when I voiced these opinions there, and questioned them on a doctrinal level also.
I am bisexual. My girlfriend is autistic and asexual (she has romantic feelings, but no s-xual feelings at all). My best friends are all in close, monogamous, same-gender relationships. They are good people, and cute couples. They are kind and creative. I'm privileged to know them.
The LDS church of today would not be a good place for them, any more than it was for me. I felt so bad I almost killed myself in it. I'm glad I survived. I hope that your children do also.
Edited: Feathertail on 31st Dec, 2010 - 10:47pm
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