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0 Comment on The Challenge Ahead…
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The Challenge Ahead…

The next week (or so) has been bequeathed from hell to challenge me. 

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Merry Christm-Aspie

I have a strange and wonderful and terrible and contentious relationship with this time of year. 

3 Comments on Quiet Carriages are an Autistic lifeline. Please don’t take them away.
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Quiet Carriages are an Autistic lifeline. Please don’t take them away.

Quiet carriages are absolutely a lifeline for disabled people like myself. Some days they are the only reason I have the emotional energy to succeed at work.

1 Comment on Blech (or “I’m not very good at being ill”)
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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. 

1 Comment on When Anxiety Gets Angry
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When Anxiety Gets Angry

When neurotypical people talk about anxiety, they’re not willing to talk about the other, less sympathetic, manifestations.

1 Comment on Emotion as a sensory experience
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Emotion as a sensory experience

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

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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.

0 Comment on The Inevitable Fidget Spinner Post
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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.

0 Comment on The cold always bothered me anyway…
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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.