Finally have a checking account. I'm waiting on my debit card to arrive in the mail.

So far so good. It's kind of a great feeling...like I'm truly grown-up, like I'm becoming more and more independent.

I imagine my awe is confusing to most of you. Most people don't think it's such a big deal. But for someone like me who's been living such a rotten life for so long it means I view it from a sort of warped and maybe even childish perspective. Perhaps my brain is somewhat immature on certain levels, much like my brother, Jacob. Yeah, I didn't get the sharp end of the stick, but Autism is Autism and I will not deny it has affected me in at least one negative way.

I watch the world through a looking glass. What is normal for you will never be normal for me.