Tag: fear

  • 50 Words, 2nd Person, Future Tense, Ta-Dah!

    50 Words, 2nd Person, Future Tense, Ta-Dah!

    Too late! You will think “juvenile”, you will keep reading. Creaking, bangs, a hum,you will hear, but dismiss them “background noise”. Someone behind you?  Old trick, but you will look. The room will feel colder,  just for a moment.  You will feel a brief chill! You will begin to type…     2nd person &…

  • Man Concussion

    Man Concussion

    Don’t blame me, he said it.  “I have man concussion like man flu!” You know how when a woman gets concussion she reassures the kids and gets on with it (actually I was nicer & got more done because I was confused); men use their baby has a boo-boo voice and need someone to cut the…

  • The Aftermath

    The Aftermath

    So  had a few meetings last week and I need to have a lot more but I thought I was okay then it hit.  This is what I wrote yesterday as I was calming down in the afternoon. Gavin was leaving to take the girls to their Drama class; final instructions yelled at the two…

  • I Reblogged, Is That Okay?

    I Reblogged, Is That Okay?

    I finally did it.  What finally pushed me over the edge was Opinionated Man over at Harsh Reality and many other older, well established, popular bloggers suggesting it was wrong not to do so. So what were my insane issues: Stealing: Using other people’s hard work & talent to improve the content of my blog.…

  • Biting the Hand That Feeds Us!

    Biting the Hand That Feeds Us!

    I have written a letter I plan to send to some local politicians.  To understand it Centrelink is our Social Security benefits agency, and NDIA is a new system for funding disabled people.  Autism is impossible to explain. Just a note I have met one person that defrauded Social Security; he was probably a Sociopath,…

  • Oldylocks and the Three Chairs

    Oldylocks and the Three Chairs

    I am still alive!  I think? I’ve been so busy. I rescued my two youngest from their compulsory government/church run labour camp (school) at the great price of volunteer work & listening to hours of propaganda (Awards night; Tabby topped Maths). I managed to extricate the two youngest from their Drama classes, 38 hours of…

  • Help My Doctor Has Been Kidnapped

    Help My Doctor Has Been Kidnapped

    My doctor; who has been my doctor for about 25 years, has left his practice and joined one of those evil, horrible Medical Centres.  Actually it was more than a year ago, but I am not getting used to it.  I can’t deal with this. Medical Centres are evil, terrible carnivorous monsters who destroy individual…

  • Neurodiversity  & Other Disability Activism Scares Me

    Neurodiversity & Other Disability Activism Scares Me

    Every human being wants dignity, I get that.  I’d love a bit of dignity, but not at any price. I don’t know about anyone else on the Autism Spectrum but I know what will happen to me if I stop being supported by the state, I would die; suicide, starvation, victim of crime, I don’t…

  • Agoraphobia.   Part 1

    Agoraphobia. Part 1

    Crazy or A Truer Kind of Sanity. I think the constant enemy of the Autistic parent raising Autistic children is the knowledge; deep within your soul, that you would all be happier alone (together) locked up in your house. Home is lovely; strong & solid.  Calming shades of blue, marine & purple; tones that reduce…

  • An Issue of Trust

    Trust has always been difficult for me, its probably my autism again; but to be perfectly frank my mother hasn’t helped.  Not her fault but like many parents; myself definitely included, my mother has tried to protect me from possible harm.  I love her for it but I think she may be wrong this time.…