I loved the second half of this book. The mix of theory and practice, the way she draws together so many strands of thinking effortlessly, the way that even when I don't share her experiences, I find ways that mine resonate and understand hers better.

And there were times in the first half of the book when I felt that too, especially when she spoke about her family and went a little more into memoir mode. And then there were times when she talked about the experience of mothering and the ways she approached it and it was a very complicated set of reactions that I both wanted to respond to and sometimes argue with and try to figure out what was setting me off. I'm still not sure. (#AutismIsAPainSometimes)

The second half, though. So good. And the part where she talks about her body and knowing she couldn't restrict her way into conventional beauty standards and so deciding to be interesting instead of beautiful.