For much of my life it seemed like everyone else was able to express themselves in a carefree, effortless manner. But it was clear from childhood that I was not like most other people. I had to hide my behavior, mannerisms, and desires. Over time as I learned why I was different, and that it wasn't acceptable to be different, I had the urge to live in the closet.
But I chose a more challenging path. I chose to come out.
It sounds familiar, doesn't it? But I'm not referring to being gay -- yes, I'm gay -- but my story is also about a second, simultaneous closet: autism.
