I think this is the case, but I'm not sure. I'll have to check with the smart people and get back to you.
Here is a transcription of my average thought on an average day (which is a good generalization of my existence): aaauuurrhgbpppbaererererererrrffvvdjazzzzzkjdiefnake
People talk to me different than they talk to other people. They talk like I'm a baby or I'm stupid, or at least they make me feel that way. I know they can't help it when they think I don't understand anything and can't do anything without making it stupid.
Other people are a lot better at my life than me.
I spent ninety-six minutes trying to open a door yesterday. And another thirty-three minutes this morning. I will open that door someday if I get the right guidance and a little bit of help.
I went potty in the toilet today. No help. I got excited while I was going and I started jumping up and down and clapping and I got pee all over the bathroom and myself. Then I felt sad and defeated and I cried.
The most fun I had was when someone turned on the computer for me and started the typing program and I typed letters on the small TV. I was happy. I could type them and make them go away and type some more. I liked the red and green lines under all my words.
Today I'm going to the store. I'm going to get some McDonald's and a slurpee. I'm excited.