No one ever make a tiktok again this one's perfect

Oh my god

You’re telling me that a bunch of female fiber artists were critical in getting the Apollo missions to the moon, and that no one knows about this?!?

This is the best fact that I have ever heard in my life.

A Little Letter to Hank Green

Dear Hank (edwardspoonhands),

I just watched your latest SciShow-video on The Science of Anti-Vaccination. It made me cry. Yes, there are tears running down my face as I’m typing this.

I think you generally did a very good job. You pretty much always do a good job explaining things, and you’re one of few people that I admire and look up to. So I was excited. But then… you used words like “disease”, “hazard” and “negative outcome” in regards to “having autism”.

I’m on the Autism Spectrum, and I’m having a particularly tough day today. I woke up this morning crying from a nightmare, in which my mom had had enough of my challenging behaviors and was going to send me to a doctor who would change my protein and hormone levels to fix me and make me behave normal.

I wasn’t diagnosed until I was almost 19 years old. I’ve only had my official diagnosis for about five months. I struggle a lot with accepting myself, and with feeling like I’m good enough.

And then today, I’m tired and I’m sad and I’m having one of those days where I really just don’t feel good enough, and I hear you, a well educated person, refer to autism as a disease. A hazard. But I don’t have autism. I am autistic. And it’s not a disease. It’s a different way of thinking and being in the world.

I’m so tired of people thinking that I’m broken. Of people referring to the way my brain works as something harmful, something unwanted. I wish I didn’t let it get to me, but it does make me very sad.

I guess the point to all of this is that in the future, I hope you’ll think twice about the words you use, and perhaps choose something kinder, with nicer connotations, when you talk about us autistics. Perhaps help give us a little nudge in the direction of self-acceptance. I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who feel like this. (P.S. Most autistic people actually prefer “autistic person”, not “person with autism”.)

I now have a headache from crying, so I’m going to head to bed. I know that this will most likely just disappear into the depths of the internet, but I hope you’ll have a nice morning/day/evening/night, and perhaps take my words into consideration.

Best regards, Indigo