The stops, the stares and the glares.

I love it and feel privileged. Please read Oliver’s story from an siblings point of view.


My name is Oliver Riding, and my brother John, has severe autism.

This is my letter to the people I’ve seen on some other blogs about autism, to carers who talk about comments and stares in public, even about being too worried to leave the house.

I used to feel embarrassment and shame about my brother, when he would urinate in public, get naked when he was hot, and shriek in restaurants. But now I’m 21, and I treat these things for what they are, mildly amusing!

What I have come to realise is that when people stare, whisper and are generally passive aggressive, there’s only one person making you feel bad about it. You.

Only you can give these ignorant, small minded fools the power to make your life miserable, and by the same token, only you have the power to make it not matter.

This is no trivial…

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One thought on “The stops, the stares and the glares.

  1. You should rightly be proud of how far you’ve come. Especially the things you’ve overcome in the last two years! I’m so pleased you’re starting to realise just how strong, beautiful and independent you are.
    I have the utmost respect and admiration for you. You’re my hero and I love you little sister 🙂 xxxx

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