There’s too much to blog about!
There’s too much to write about, to think about, to be worried about. And it can be so overwhelming that I end up unable to do anything.
An ode to scarves and survival
In the end, there was simply too much to talk about. So I’ve decided to talk about scarves.
So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye…
I sobbed as I delivered my speech. It was so cliche, I might as well have broken into a teary rendition of ‘For Good’. But it was all true.
Leave my crazy pills alone!
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.
Let’s talk about ‘Quiet Zones’
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.
‘But what if they’re dead?’ – catastrophisation and the anxiety of loss
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.
Holy Oxymoron, Batman!
I had a good day yesterday. I also had a meltdown in public yesterday. Holy oxymoron, Batman!
Bees In My Brain – on autism, anxiety and reaching breaking point
Do you ever feel like someone has dropped a box of bees in your brain?
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.
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.