I want to say a bit about how grief and heartbreak affect me as an autistic – and I want to say it now, while I’m neither grieving nor heartbroken. Maybe it won’t sound as powerful as when the experience is fresh and raw, but now is when I feel grounded enough to analyze and …
Tag: #ActuallyAutistic
Lately, some of your comments have been making my heart flood with warmth, my hands flap with joy, and my voice squeal with delight.
I appreciate how you make me feel like I’m doing something rare and wonderful, but there are many other autistic writers too! I use the hashtag #ActuallyAutistic in all my posts …
Aurelia the Really was no ordinary princess.
Every feeling was a feeling Aurelia really, really felt.
Every flower was a flower Aurelia really, really fancied.
Every frock was a frock Aurelia really, really frolicked in – quite to the dismay of the lords and the ladies.
The rest of the kingdom, try as they might, …
I empathize very strongly whenever I hear the sound of a crying child, especially a wailing baby. It seems to me like a very reasonable reaction to the frequent frustrations of daily life, and it feels like they’re speaking on my behalf with sounds that aren’t socially acceptable for me to make.
I believe that …
My idea of a perfect moment is one that stimulates all of my senses at once – but gently, without surprises. A perfect balance is nearly impossible to plan, but occasionally it just happens.
My favorite example is sitting by a crackling fire, squished between friends on a couch, sipping hot tea, with someone softly …