I have 45 years of depression and anxiety cycles behind me. I know how they work. I know so well that the knowledge has for years blunted the deeper end of depression. I go down, triggered by a mixture of sensory hazards; summer heat & brightness for example, memory; an event that has caused problems … Continue reading What’s Happening? Warning depressing content.
So I survived until Monday, and basically I was better. I was feeling a touch unwell on Saturday if you want the gross details see Natasha is No Juliet. I was going to mention the incident to the doctor when I next saw him in a couple of weeks for a blood test thing. So … Continue reading Under Seige
You've heard it before and until someone legislates you will hear it again. I hate modern packaging. I read an article a while back that people are actually being injured, even hospitalised opening packaging. Plastic as sharp as knives needing to be cut opened at an angle that forces the opener to leave their veins … Continue reading Christmas & Clamshells – A Cutting Combination
I have just read this & realised there is no better way of expressing this important message.
What you call us matters. Please choose your words mindfully.
There seems to be a persistent tendency for people to use “person-first” references to autistic people.
That’s unfortunate. I’m sure the intention is to affirm the humanity of the person (separate from the disorder/condition), which I suppose is noble in its own way.
But what it really does is make us autistic folks out to be “suffering” from something that — if only it were eradicated and removed from us — would restore us to wholeness. Make us just like everyone else.
I’ll spare you my rant about that. Let me use another means to illustrate how person-first autism language makes me feel, as someone who considers autism my default mode, and who would be made less-whole, not more, if “it” were removed from my self.
Identity is a tricky business. We all have our perceptions of ourselves, our understandings…
View original post 295 more words
I said I wasn't forwarding them because it was all getting a bit much (details), I am not churlish enough to not do them myself. That is where I draw the line, I make absolutely no judgement on others, it is an arbitrary line really, this just feels right for me. Besides I was nominated … Continue reading Blogger Recognition Award
Part 1 Part 5 Unfortunately it is difficult to push the little fledglings out if we won’t leave ourselves. So, frankly, I am being forced into the horrible, ‘real’ world for the sake of my kids. I hate maternal instinct. And please realise I know that I am doing all this … Continue reading Agoraphobia. Part 6 The End
Part 1 Part 4 It’s confusing; a neurotypical friend of ours called fairly last minute to cancel an outing because she had a headache. My brood were very confused. “But Mum, you can’t cancel something for a headache.” I had to explain to them that people that rarely have headaches need to … Continue reading Agoraphobia. Part 5
Part 1 Part 3 Not that I’m any better! Left alone I sometimes feel I need a shower about half the time I fall; only when I’m alone, I seem to have a lemming (actually the lemming thing is a myth) instinct and am inexplicably drawn to the shower when I am … Continue reading Agoraphobia. Part 4
Part 1 Part 2 You see there is nothing out there that is sufficient compensation for the fear, pain, confusion and humiliation. Add to that my husband and our oldest two faint under stress, I become immobile, talk too indiscriminately and can’t eat/drink properly, they all have a tendency to wander and/or … Continue reading Agoraphobia. Part 3
Part 1 The second eldest doesn’t object to going out, she doesn’t cooperate but at least she doesn’t object. Why don’t I ask her if she wants to go out? Because half the time she is nonverbal, and discussing feelings or going places is likely to trigger her. When she is awake properly she is … Continue reading Agoraphobia. Part 2