I was looking for my phone, as most teenagers find themselves doing. Except, I never lost my phone, so I was looking for who took it. And as I approached my autistic brother Lawrence’s room, the last place I hadn’t checked, I heard my own voice floating through the door. I frowned, opening the door,…

Why we must educate ourselves about autism to avoid causing harm to its community. I remember the day my autistic brother ran out of our house when my parents and I were away. It was his first time being home alone and he had wandered off into one of our neighbors’ backyards. He had the…