My name is Jaylen Arnold. I am ready to change the world through my challenge! I want to STOP childhood bullying! I made this page to help educate kids that bully other kids...especially disabled ones.

I am a disabled kid who suffers from Tourette's Syndrome (TS - a Neurological Disorder), Aspergers Syndrome (ASP - a broad spectrum Autism Disorder), and severe Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD - much more than just washing your hands or checking things over and over...believe me)!

I began symptoms of Tourette when I was 2 years old. The diagnosis came at age 3. The OCD followed by age 4, and the Aspergers was diagnosed at age 8.

I am what some might call an alpahabet kid. See look, here is my name: Jaylen Arnold, TS, OCD, ASP (I am beginning to have all the letters of the alphabet behind my name) he!he!

God made me really special

Mom says I'm a kind and loving boy. My dad says I'm really intelligent. IQ test scores say I'm just a few points below genius. But I say, God made me really special and I know that if I try super hard, I can do anything I want to do. One day, I'm going to be on the Disney Channel & You Tube educating people about teasing and bullying! And one day, the President, Oprah Winfrey, and The Jonas Brothers will be wearing my armband to help stop bullying! I've never heard her sing, but Oprah has a lot of fans, I know she can help me with bullies. When I grow up, I think I want to be a dentist or an actor.

I love all people and all kinds of things - unless someone is coughing and sick - in that case, I will wave & flap my hands because with my severe OCD, I'm really quite the germ-o-phobe. I just can't help it. I can actually feel the germs landing on my toungue if someone doesn't completely cover their cough or sneeze! Even if they are a long way from me. If I can hear the cough, I got the wave going on!

They interrupt my daily living

I have complex Tourette's which means I have vocal "tics" and motor "tics" pretty severly. They interrupt my daily living and are quite troubling. If you don't know what "tics" are just hang around and you'll soon find out. (No they are not the bugs - ticks) he!he! I also often yell out the word BAM!or squeals for no apparent reason.

There is no cure. Doctor's don't really know too much about this disorder. There are very few medicines available and they come with very bad side effects. I'm a little guy so my parents don't want to take a chance on me taking these medicines that can give me a heart problem...so they protect me naturally, the best they can. I just want the "tics" to stop. You control your body, my body controls me (and boy does it ever). he! he! BAM!

It's like a big sneeze

My parents have always protected my environment by sending me to a smaller and more private school. At my school everyone is mostly accepting and loving to me. We are like a family. One day, I decided I wanted to go to regular school. Boy, that was a mistake! My disorders got way worse with the stress. The doctors say my disorders cause me to have a lot of anxiety. I witnessed a lot of fighting and meanness. I don't like fighting. I was really scared for the other kids to see my "tics" and know that I was different. I was trying so hard to hold them in. I would go to the hall and try to get them out. Eventually, I couldn't hold them in. It's like a big sneeze...you can hold it for a few seconds, but then it just blows out really hard. BAM! I was soon "ticcing" all day long. The other kids were mocking and  copying my tics.

One day the teacher put a little sign on me that said I had a medical condition, Tourette Syndrome. The teacher thought she was helping me. My parents really didn't like that too much. It was embarrassing because the kids then knew I had something wrong. Before that, they thought my noises and movements were me being a class clown. I was okay with that, as long as they didn't know the truth! My condition got so bad that I began hurting myself with my tics. I didn't mean to, but my stress and overstimulation was so bad that my "tics" got very hard.

They love me for who I am

The muscles used to perform the tics were contracting very hard. The Dr. called those "violent tics". I was crying one night because I was hurting so bad, and when my doctor saw how I was bruising myself from the tics, she took me out of school. Mom kept me at home for a bit ~ we made a video for you to see on the videos page. You see, when tics get that bad, it takes weeks or months for those tics to calm down. I had to decompress and become de-sensitized. I am now back at my old school. I love my school. Those kids don't bully or tease me. They love me for who I am and I want ALL kids to experience the same feeling. I am going to do my best to make that happen!