Category: Autism
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Reading-a passion?
I’ve always hidden inside of books. I would say my first book that I really hid inside of was The Black Stallion by Walter Farley. I was obsessed with horses, see. And then soon after that was The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis. But what really kicked it off was of course, and this…
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Pluto
I’m a 90’s baby and you’ve probably heard this before but back when I was a kid we had 9 planets. Back then though, Jupiter was my favorite. Something about it’s intense storm that nobody could really explain to me intrigued me. Today however, and for many years actually, Pluto has been the planet for…
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People Pleaser
Often times I find myself questioning my reality, but it’s rarely because of my own actions. It’s most often because somebody in my life has found a way to gaslight me into believing that what I believe to be true in my life is true. I’ll give you an example. I have the insane urge…
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4th of July
I never really do anything for the holiday. It’s not for any kind of political reason or anything like that. It’s because when I look up festivities for the holiday they don’t sound as fun as staying in and playing video games and reading, and watching the fireworks from the safety of my home. I…
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EW! Peas!
Word on the street is when I was much much younger I would only eat Van Camp’s Beenie Weenies, Mac and Cheese or bananas. So much so that I accidentally got CPS called on my parents who had to prove that my doctor had told them that if that’s all I would eat, to feed…
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All Girls Like Horses
A lot of the reason a girl can go undiagnosed with autism would be because the symptoms happen to us and only us. We mask. We mask well. And I mean, where else is Autism but inside of our heads and our bodies? But there are symptoms that you can spot. Shyness in a girl…
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Big Boxes
One episode of Spongebob Squarepants that really always resonated with me was when Spongebob and Patrick find the large box and sit inside of it using their imagination. Squidward just couldn’t figure it out but you know, I did. I was already doing the same thing by the time I first saw this episode. (Season…
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To exist, or not to exist?
TW: Suicide . . . . . . . . My earliest memory of not wanting to exist was when I was 7 years of age. When I say that I didn’t want to exist, I don’t mean that I envisioned myself ending my own existence. I literally wanted to stop everything that involved living.…
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Marbles
If you’ve never looked into a clear white marble, I suggest doing so. They aren’t just the boring things that everyone thinks they are. Everyone I’ve known always likes the ones with the colorful strips in them. But I always liked the clear ones, and those are hard to find. So I hoarded them as…
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The Woods
I often think back to when we lived in North Carolina. I had to have been about 4 or 5 years of age at that time. Maybe I was coming on 6yrs. Either way, we lived in a camper and from my memory we lived on a hill next to an apple orchard. I knew,…