I have come to the conclusion, that Autism dosent matter to my son, so why do I let if affect me. I was ( and still am) so very proud of Mateo and how far he has come, yet when I put him next to a child his own age, I get sad. How i want for him to be able to imagine like the other children, for them not to call him stupid for laughing at the oddest things, for them to not make fun of him for not being potty trained. He is too young to notice it right now, but it still hurts me to see it. There are not any support groups near by, and the random people i have spoken with dont think that I am good enough because my son is low on the Spectrum. I didnt know the world was so trival that i am now judged because of where my son stands on the spec. How sad is that.