Alex’s story Wednesday, November 28, 2012 at 10:43 Alex sitting
on a grassy bank My name is Alex and I am 29. Just before my 3rd
birthday I was diagnosed with severe Autism. My parents were
told it was so severe that I would never be able to communicate
or achieve anything. Luckily my parents refused to believe this,
despite the fact I could not talk, I did not look at people and
showed no interest in anything beyond the washing machine going
round and round.  I lived in a world where everyone communicated
apart from me. I could not say “I am thirsty” or “my ear hurts”.
My way of communicating was to attempt to climb up the kitchen
walls to reach the cups for a drink, which I was constantly
stopped from doing, or to bang my head on the wall to try to get
people to look at my head or my ear.  Then, along came a lady
who started talking to me with her hands. She would say drink
and raise her hand to her mouth as though she were holding a
glass, and lots of other things. She would try to get me to
copy, and get