In middle school I was “friends” with a really shy, passive girl. Her odd speech patterns, logic leaps and complete inability to act her age infuriated me for some reason, so I constantly picked on her. A few years later I realized that she’s probably autistic and was overwhelmed with guilt. A few more years later I realized that even if she isn’t autistic and is just Like That, that was still a horrible way to treat another person – I got my priorities all wrong. Y’all are exactly like that, except not 14 years old.