Category: autism

Was I destined to be super-glued to square one for the rest of my life? Am I stuck in a destiny I desperately do not want? What more can I do?

Being laughed at for falling for a prank is different. It tells me that, no matter how hard I have tried to calcify myself and arm myself and be vigilant, I have failed. It tells me that I am ridiculous, and gullible. It tells me that no matter how hard I have worked to get it right, I am still getting it wrong.

I’m not here to talk about why I desperately do not want to leave the EU. This post is about what is going on in my head as we hurtle towards this seismic change.

I love singing. If I had my way, I would spend at least 95% of the time warbling away to…

Apparently, so they say, the best way to begin a blog is to introduce yourself.