Having an autistic brother

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Your brother is as playful as a puppy and your sister is as calm as a kitty!

For those who don’t know me, I also have a brother who is 9 years older than me and he is autistic. There isn’t a lot of information about being the sibling of someone who is on the autism spectrum. Especially from those who are now adults. So today I wanna write about my experience with him.

Before I go on I do want to emphasize that autism is NOT a disease that should be cured, but rather a disability that should be accepted and understood.

Your brother is as playful as a puppy and your sister is as calm as a kitty!” That’s something my mother always says to us and I think that’s the best way to describe us two. While I love him dearly, we have our differences sometimes. Of course, I’m used to it because I’m born into it. I always knew that he was different, but I didn’t mind it.

Of course, as I have gotten older, the more I understood it. I grew up while he didn’t change. From a young age, it was clear to me that I had to be the one responsible for him when my parents aren’t home, not the other way round. Because my parents were so busy with him, I became more independent and I guess more mature (even though I still feel like a child most of the time)

As I went into puberty, I’ve become more and more anxious and nervous and I started to be ashamed of being with him in public. I was too scared to bring any friends home because of him. Whenever he was having a breakdown in public, I was scared of what others would think of us instead of actually worrying about him. My mental health wasn’t the best during those years. Maybe that’s why I’m also diagnosed with autism…

Over the years I’ve grown to accept him for who he is, but we don’t always see from eye to eye. But that’s pretty normal for most siblings. Besides that, we’re still really close.

I hope you enjoyed this personal post. I’m planning on making more posts about autism and my experience with it. If you want to of course.

yours truly,


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