Cooking while Autistic: Wilted Garden Salad
Wilted Garden Salad… About 10 minutes. Tops! Massive Nutrition! Vegan! (Or Not!)
Autistic Folk Don’t Need IDs… OR. Armed. Cops.
There is no… none whatsoever… NO reason for a person performing a welfare check, or other purely social service, to be packing any form of lethal weapon.
Autism in Poetry: My Friend Billy
Friendship is complex for this autistic…
Billy & I had nothing in common. Except our hearts.
What My Autism Looks Like… Right NOW.
Can’t wrap my head around it. Not this moment in history… Not this moment in my life…
Not this m o m e n t
Autism in Poetry: Got A Hate On
My autistic heart cannot seperate my life from our world’s fate…
And the rising tides of hate.
Autism in Poetry: Sensory Overload, NOISE…
No apology. No justification. No lecture. No discussion. No education. No enlightenment…
Here’s the experience of autistic sensory overload.
Managing My Autism… A Personal Panic List
When the fog of meltdown comes on, I can’t think of what to do in that moment… to just deal….
So I made a little list…
On Autism, Personality & Being in the Flow…
Autistic joy is hard to explain to another person. Pretty much ANY non-autistic person.
And trying to… drags me into Deep Philosophical Waters…
Autism In Poetry, Shutdowns: Believe I’ll Ch-Ch-Change My Shirt
“Well, we all have meltdowns, don’t we sweetie…?”
Ummmmm… Actually…?
No.
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