Making friends has always been a challenge for me. Sometimes, I can't tell if a person is interested in being friends with me. Other times, I'm not sure if they want to continue hanging out with me or even be able to recognize if they were even my friend in the first place. Were they ever a true friend to me, or was I being taken advantage of? Was I the one mistreating them?

Back in March, I mentioned that I wasn't all that scared of the coronavirus. Since then, my views have changed. Now I'm terrified of the virus. My beliefs slowly started changing as we came further down in the pandemic. What really pushed me off the edge was when the virus went after my family. This article will not be about my views on the pandemic; it will be about grief and the relationship I had with the person I lost. 

​This post is going to be focused on how my autism affects my relationship with my younger brother. I'm also going to be sharing some tips on how to explain autism to siblings based on my own experiences. Things that went well for us, and things that went poorly will be included.  ​