His phone call to the charity was shared as a courageous exposé. I had to stop watching after three minutes because I was on the edge of a memory-scarred panic attack.
Month: November 2017
Blech (or “I’m not very good at being ill”)
The horrible cough-and-cold mixture is the ultimate magnification of all the things that push those sensory overload buttons in my brain.
My Autistic Headcanons (and why I prefer them to most ‘actually autistic’ characters)
These characters were my very own line-up of autistic headcanons. And I identified more with them than I did with the very few characters who were written as 'autistic' from the beginning.
An Autistic Guide to Navigating the Workplace
My journey is my journey alone- but I hope that there are some elements of what I have learned that can help.
Why I Don’t Wear The Red Poppy
A century later, arms companies hold remembrance day events, paying with money steeped in the very red the poppies on their lapels bade them never spill again.
My Memory is Full of Empty Spaces
I don't remember much of my childhood. Is this an 'autism' thing, or an 'everyone else experiences this but I can't read or replicate their bullshit' thing?
