From a young age, I almost relished my brother’s autism. People would say to me: "you're so mature, you cope so well, you're so brave". I thought his autism was a gift for me that would help me develop as a person and it hadn't crossed my mind that his autism would ever become something I was ashamed of. I loved my brother from the bottom of my heart, included him in everything and introduced him to all my friends. I talked about him all the time and spent every waking moment caring for him. When I ..