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The world is a careful orchestration of facts and logics that lay onto each other to give varied results. Choices are invariably between few options, like video simulations, that pile onto each other to result in vastly different outcomes. The law of multiplication in its grandest application. Successful is he who can decipher these truths of the world to come up with his own. As a woman of logic, it baffles me, thus, how individuals can blatantly turn an eye away from the facts that stare them in the face. Certain advocates for equality like to harp on the premise that all humans are the same, a concept that I never understood. The very aspects that make us human differentiate us. From our genetic code which dictates our physical capacities to our appearance which segregates us on a visual level to our individual psyches that transcends measurable scales, humans are literally programmed to stand out. Which is why it is ignorant to assume that all of us are cut of the same cloth and fit into the same mould. However, an admittance of dissimilarity is not a translation to advocacy for injustice. There is a difference between seeing individuality and condemning others for it. These unwritten divides that segregate us into subgroups within a larger population are not the reason for the animosity that certain individuals feel. These malicious thoughts are viruses concealed in promising packets of healthy cells which cross the barriers within our heads to infect what lies beyond, to decay our minds. These trojan horses of malevolence implant themselves into our psyche without our knowledge, they start an unalterable process of gradual decline of our thoughts and of our perspectives. They turn dissimilar people into ‘them' who are deprived of the treatment and amenities that ‘we' should receive. Early interactions with non-neurotypical individuals normalised the concept to me that certain people have quirks or habits that may not resemble my own. The brain is akin to an ocean, it is uncharted territory that is not completely understood by individuals and hides secrets that are yet to be uncovered. It is unjust to box this super-machine with infinite capability into identical, restrictive containers. The world is filled with unique individuals and while we may have come a long way in the acceptance of individuals with varied physical appearances, we have yet to accept those who different from us neurologically. A moment that sticks with me took place when I was in ninth grade. The toll of the bell had indicated that we were free to go to the cafeteria to grab something to eat. On the food counter was a boy with autism who was working the counter to gain work experience. Unlike my usual, unsocial self I decided to strike up a conversation with him. Once I returned to my unofficially designated seat, I was bombarded with questions about my interaction with him by a friend of mine. This friend expressed her disbelief at my conversation, her primary question was 'why would I want to talk to him?'. This friend was considered social and accepting of all people, she was even working with students with autism for a project, which is why it shocked me to see her react this way, to take this fellow human as an alien creature who we could share no connection with. I came to the conclusion that dissimilarity scares us- the creatures of conformity. We very easily discard those who don't conform to our idea of normalcy. These preconceived notions make people tag non-neurotypical individuals as mentally deranged r dumb. This bubbling cauldron of emotions triggered me to work towards the acceptance of non-neurotypical individuals so that some day the need to ask the question that my friend had does not arise.

Since I was a little girl I always tried to be different. I never saw the point in being the same as everyone else, I never cared about what other people think because I was always true to myself. But one day I realized that me being different caused some problems. I was marked as an 'outsider' and an 'outcast'. Once the society saw me as that, I never got that tag off of me and honestly,I don't want to either. Today I'm 18 years old and you might be wondering what could a teenager possibly write to tell a true, inspirational and sharing worthy story. This is a story about an outcast and her way of seeing the world around herself. I used to be bullied in primary school for my chubby looks and that was the worst thing a six-year-old can go through since losing her father to cancer just months before. For months I'd cry on my way back to home and I remember refusing go to school because I was scared and unprotected. One day I've realized why they were actually bullying me for. I was always the smartest in my class, teachers loved me because I was myself and I didn't pretend to be anyone else. Even though I was still a little girl, my character started to form really quickly. And that's why they were bullying me for. I was different and they were jealous of me, but most importantly, they were afraid of me. They were afraid of the unknown, while I on the other hand, embraced that. Quickly after that I confronted my bullies and they were long gone in the past. As I grew older, I wasn't afraid to speak my mind, stand up for others and be honest. And that's where the society labels you and you can't escape it anymore. I was marked as an outcast because I had my own style, I listened to different music than others, and had an open mind. Nothing is too weird for me, there is no subject that I'm not willing to discuss if I feel like I have something smart to say. And today's society doesn't accept that. We are constantly bombarded by trends which dictate everything we do in life and turn us into emotionless, bittered beings instead of strong, independent people. We are not allowed to have our own opinion anymore and sadly, no one even asks us for an opinion on something. Honestly, society is so messed up that society doesn't even know what society is anymore. And that's where I come up to the stage. I was brave enough to embrace my uniqueness and turn it into something positive. I don't see the world as black and white. Instead, I see thousands of different shades of colours surrounding us. No one deserves to suffer and I don't deal with haters anymore. People will always talk because they are tired of themselves, and if they think they have something to talk about me, I let them talk because I know myself and the things I say or do. I just don't see the point of hating on people because that will only do harm to me. So,why would we live in bitterness when we could live in peace and happiness? Life is a tough player and I have felt that on my skin multiple times. Life will try to play with us and it's up to us to play the game or be played. A lebel I was given turned me into a positive, kind and smart person. So, who says labels always have to be a bad thing? It's all in the how you see things and how you respond to them, because we were made for more in life. Discover that something in yourself that'll make you stand out from everybody else and just let it be. Don't be afraid, you'll figure it out once you believe in yourself. You can. We all can. If a shy girl who used to be bullied could, than you can as well. Trust me.