Month: May 2017

2 Comments on In defence of diagnosis
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In defence of diagnosis

Autistic people should not have their inalienable right to diagnosis and support denied because their autism doesn’t present itself in a way that fits into the correct boxes.

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Thor: Dog of Thunder

He is my beautiful, brave, loving, silly, pathetic, cowardly, loyal, protective, fabulous boy. Sometimes, I love him so much I could cry.

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A queerly autistic rumination on the confusing world of public grief

People were swelling with an outpouring of almost regimented grief that I felt cast to the side of; watching with a furrowed brow, scrunching up my face as I tried desperately to march in time, going red and tearful with frustration as I failed to keep step.

0 Comment on General Election 2017: You deserve to be heard
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General Election 2017: You deserve to be heard

I have a voice that deserves to be heard, and, even if the system we work in is determined to stifle that voice, to not vote would have been to stifle my own voice. And I was going to fight against the gag kicking and screaming and biting and gouging.

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The Inevitable Fidget Spinner Post

For every person who complains about how annoying they find this new fad, I will shoot back that it’s a lot less annoying than a twenty-five year old woman descending into meltdown in a public space.

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The cold always bothered me anyway…

I’ve always known I feel the cold. I had just never thought about in terms of those wonderful labels that started clicking into place once I got my diagnosis.

0 Comment on The thrilling adventures of Queerly Autistic in…a shopping centre
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The thrilling adventures of Queerly Autistic in…a shopping centre

Behold as she bravely dodges crushing responsibilities, traverses deadly social interaction, and finally navigates her way back, injured and bruised yet still fighting, to bask in the adoring (furry) crowds of home!