Tag: actuallyautistic

It took an internal war before I realised that these pills may be something that I would need for the rest of my life – and that that was okay.

I don’t want to be an interfering busybody lecturing on the rules of the train carriage, but I’d rather be that than the meltdown monster I become when it all gets too much.

Sometimes, when I wake up at night and my dogs are lying around me, I have to reach out and check they are still breathing.

I wish I could tell him how he took an angry, lonely, confused little queer autistic girl, and gave her the tools she needed to survive.

I cried. Well, first I squealed. And flapped my hands. A lot. But then I cried.

I’m fat. This isn’t a statement that is up for debate. I am beautiful. I am also fat.

I trust you will share this with the others, as they need to see this as well. You were not the only one. Not by a long way.

I had a good day yesterday. I also had a meltdown in public yesterday. Holy oxymoron, Batman!

I have been told that I am a ‘high-functioning’ Autistic. 90% of the time this is a last ditch attempt to try and get me to stop talking.

Do you ever feel like someone has dropped a box of bees in your brain?

I can feel it physically: hear it, taste it, smell it, see it. Emotional overload is no different to me than sensory overload.

They never imagine, as they wax lyrical about being able to ‘fix’ this ‘imperfection’ in the ‘poor children’, that there is a big opinionated grown up adult autistic woman absorbing every word with a professional grimace.