December 4, 2020

My page isn’t run by a company, an organization, or even a team. I’m just one girl, sitting in an attic, opening the notes app on my phone, pouring my soul out.

By day, I teach autistic students. I don’t say much about them here, to protect their privacy. But they teach me about myself, and I share what I learn.

By night, I use a multitude of coping strategies to keep up with the demands of adulting. I don’t receive any kind of disability benefits, because I’m able to work, but it isn’t easy.

My biggest dream is to have complete freedom in how I spend my time. To start creative projects without fear of interruption. To make beautiful things, even if they aren’t profitable. To rest as often as I need.

At the same time, I’m grateful to be alive and well – and able to do many things, though not everything.

Gratefulness and dreams can live together in the same heart.

P.S. I write from my personal experience as an autistic. What I share is not a substitute for advice from an autistic medical professional. Also, some of my opinions have changed since I first wrote them.