Do I love or hate this show? I’m not even sure. Season 1, Episode 1 “I’m a weirdo. That’s what everyone says.” Despite feeling that same way my entire life, it just feels rude for the show to open with that line. …

a poem I looked in the mirror and saw someone else But it’s okay I haven’t really been seeing myself in the mirror lately For the last year or so I’d be taken aback by the face in the mirror Oh, I guess that’s me Me Autism Autistic Finally, a…

Remote work was suddenly encouraged— when it benefited able-bodied people too. — I hit my head in July of 2019. It was a freak accident. I was standing (yes, just standing) on a longboard in my driveway. You can read all about it here. Long story short: I was propelled into life with an invisible illness overnight. Noises and lights were too…

I did not think I’d be asked to visualize a tomato in my mouth. I had my first session of EMDR therapy today. EMDR (Eye movement desensitization and reprocessing) is, according to Wikipedia: Eye movement desensitization and reprocessing is a form of psychotherapy in which the person being treated is…

Remove the autism, remove me. Knowing that I am autistic is a revelation for me. I am used to having “mental illnesses” like anxiety and depression, things that could, hypothetically, be cured. I could take medications, do therapy, exercise, whatever, and I should be able to get better. Not the…

I could never go back to working in an office all day. I had an in-person work meeting today. I was nervous about having to mask (as in, mask my autism traits, otherwise known as “camouflaging). I felt pretty normal during the meeting, for me at least. I even went so far as to think “Wow that went well. Maybe I’m not…

It’s not their fault they aren’t neuropsychology experts. I’ve been thinking a lot about how in the world I went 29 years without realizing I am autistic and ADHD. I keep thinking “Why didn’t the teachers notice?” I could give you plenty of reasons: Autism and ADHD can present differently…

On not knowing you’re autistic until you’re 29. I’ve thought to myself time and time again: How did we not know? How did I not realize that I am neurodivergent?⁠ ⁠ It’s not that we wouldn’t have been able to get the answers… we weren’t even asking the right questions.⁠…