Atypical has a very basic family teenage drama dynamic, complete with predictable plot lines focusing on surviving high school and getting some action. Every show needs comic relief and the writers of Atypical have managed to do a great job placing autism front and center as the butt in most of its jokes.
It’s never been like me to call on a higher power. The closest I ever came was in the fifth grade when I shouted up at the sky angrily, “If you are real, now would be a GREAT TIME to do something!” I wanted to believe but it all felt like a fairy tale to me. For many years I was very conflicted over this, but as I grew up the feelings faded.
I consider myself a mostly competent driver nowadays, but this wasn’t always the case. In fact, learning to drive was one of the most difficult things I’ve ever done. I needed my independence as a teenager.
I’ve never lived in a city where not having a car works. Even now, my job is several towns away from where I live. Learning to drive was the only way I could see myself getting the things I wanted – so I did it.
I had a bad habit of rear-ending people and backing-up into things when I first started to drive. My mother worried about me anytime I was out on the road (for good reason).
Now, at the age of 30, my main problem is “curb-checks”. Still a work in progress but better than I was yesterday.