When the world overwhelms you…
Sometimes ya just gotta pull out a map and get the freak outta Dodge…
Category: Accomodating
Clearly, I have my own voice in my way, and the will to do things.
Help me create a world where I am allowed to use them.
Nonspeaking autists are not who you think… or see…
Must-see… can’t-look-away video.
Forgiving abusers… as much as SOME therapists, pop psychologists, and self-help gurus insist on it…
Is NOT a Cosmic Rule.
We autists aren’t the problem.
Killer cops are.
No human services should be delivered by someone packing a gun…
There’s no excuse for deadly mistakes… delivering human services.
This … https://nativeofnowheredotblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/08/what-its-like-to-be-autistic-and-in-jail/ To read more about this important issue: Autism & the Police.
Holiday gatherings difficult…?
These should sweeten the situation…
G-d I hate my autism today…
Listen, I screwed up big-time. So I went off on a rant….
As an autist, I am challenged managing space, time, mind, heart, body, and above all… energy.
I need my home to work with me, for me… and what I do in my life… instead of the other way around.
Mebbe the hardest, weirdest thing about coming out autistic? Telling folks who knew me many years ago.
Before ANY of us figured out I’m #ActuallyAutistic…
What could be more basic to human experience than…
Speech…?
Mebbe, just mebbe… I’m not precisely… human.
Sweetie…
Sometimes it doesn’t pay to be autistic…
Big topic.
Let’s try talking…
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…
Autistic joy is hard to explain to another person. Pretty much ANY non-autistic person.
And trying to… drags me into Deep Philosophical Waters…
When I experience a meltdown, whether it manifests as panic attack, “autistic rage,” or shutting down…
For a while, the “me” I’m accustomed to being… disappears.
My apologies. I write like a 50s movie voiceover stuck in the wrong century.
But I’m desperately trying to tell you something…
I have difficulty communicating… back & forth in a written conversation. Just as much, maybe worse, as I do face to face…
Why, oh WHY, does their Theory of Mind CONVINCE them, despite all my assurances, that my Resting Bitch Face more accurately portrays my inner being than…
My plain, spoken English…?
