Hi! Happy Friday, everyone! I’m really sorry I’ve been gone for a while. Executive dysfunction and stress can really take me down.
Today, I want to touch on the importance of rules to some autistic people. To us, rules are the foundation of our lives. We cannot break them. If we do, it feels like our world is tipping over.
I am one of these autistics. I feel very off when I try to break a rule or do something differently than it was intended to be done. I don’t like changing the way I do things, or the established way things are done. To me, rules are like religion, only more important, since I’m agnostic.
When an allistic or neurotypical tells me to just ignore the rules, I feel my heart skip. I can’t ignore the rules! What are they, crazy?! Rules tell us how to do things. They’re kind of like our context-sensitive manual for whatever it is we have to do. I hope I’ve done a good job explaining this. Thanks for stopping by! See you later. 🙂 🙂
Hey, everyone! Sorry I’ve been gone fore a while. I just can’t seem to beat executive dysfunction, can I? Ugh!
Today, I’m going to talk about one of humanity’s greatest inventions: earplugs! They’re awesome. As an autistic, I struggle a lot with sensory issues, particularly auditory sensitivities. The earplugs, while they don’t quite block everything out, significantly muffle sound, enough so that I can function more than I would be able to without them.
The ones I use are the soft foam kind. I found them at Walmart for $2.98. I bought two boxes the last time I went shopping. They come in ten pairs, and the come with a clear plastic case so I can put the current pair I’m using inside to keep them bacteria-free.
Because of my blindness and ASD, I’m also a very light sleeper. I used to wake up at every little sound. Not anymore! These little guys keep me sleeping soundly. I don’t hear as much of my environment as I used to.
It sure is a great time to be alive as a blautistic person. Technology and medical advancements have evolved significantly, so I can live with less sensory hel and better sleep. Go figure.
I’m sorry if I sounded like an infomercial for earplugs. I promise I’m not being sponsored by my favorite earplugs. Thanks for stopping by! Have a great weekend! See you later!
Hey! Thank God it’s Friday! I’m so tired, and I’ve been oddly anxious lately. I don’t like it at all.
How is everyone? Life has been weird for me for a while, but I’m hanging in there. Today, I wanted to talk a little about the importance of autistic identity, and identity in general. I kind of touched on this a little in my last post, but I wanted to cover it more in depth this time.
As I may have mentioned before, it was extremely liberating to find out that I’m on the spectrum. It explained so much about why I was so different, and about why I didn’t really relate to the rest of my peers. It was particularly difficult to understand the girls who were my age, since I didn’t understand the reason they always went on about cute boys and pretty fashions.
I have some many myriad identities: I’m blind, I’m autistic, I’m a singer, I’m and advocate, I’m gay, and so on and so forth. All of it fits together to make me who I am. I am who I am because of all these different parts of me. When people tell me that Autism is not an identity, I have to suppress laughter. It is, in fact, integral to my personality and the way I live my everyday life. It’s a part of me as much as my name or where I grew up. It’s important for autistics and their allistic allies and family members to accept that. Telling those of us that believe that ASD is part of our identity that we are wrong can be very damaging. It can make us believe we are less than, which is not true in the slightest. It makes us stronger, and more able to deal with the wider world around us.
Autism is me. I am autism. No one can tell me otherwise.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading this. If you want me to go even further into this subject, I can. Just let me know. Thanks for stopping by! See you later!
Hi. How’s everyone’s Monday? Ugh, thank the powers I don’t have work myself. I can just relax. Well, except for the errandsI have to run occasionally.
Speaking of which, I had a ton of things to do today, but I’m glad I got them over with and out of the way. I’m going to just relax until I have something else to do.
Today, I’m just going to talk a little about how wonderful it is to have a name for who I am. It’s amazing to find out I have ASD because it means that I’m not insane. For years, I thought I was completely insane and I wouldn’t have a life, but now that I know I’m autistic, I know that I’m not alone. People underestimate the sheer value of finding your identity. You are to alone, and that’s a very important thing for everyone to realize.
Well, that’s it for today. Tomorrow, I’m going to find something more interesting to post about. Thanks for stopping by! See you later!
Hi! I’m back! I’m really sorry for being absent for so long. I just couldn’t find the motivation or energy to post for a while. Also, I do struggle with executive dysfunction, so there’s that. It’s not easy for me to get started on something, even if that something is something I love to do.
Let me just update you on a few things. First of all, I did end up going to my old friend’s house like I planned on doing. It was amazing! Good food, good company, and good times all around. It was a brief but welcome from my regularly dismal life.
Next, I booked a flight to go see another autistic friend of mine. You might have met her if you watch my videos. It was hard online, so I just used my senses and called the airline. Yeah, I’m one of those rare old-fashioned millennials who still uses the phone to make actual phone calls to places. Sue me! 🙂 🙂
Finally, I ordered an Amazon Echo Dot. As you might remember from one of my earlier posts, I’m a huge techie. That’s an integral part of me, and it’s a special interest of mine. I’ll let you know what I think of it once I get it and I’ve been using it for a while. By the way, I’ve been re-listening to Hamilton. For those of you who don’t know what it is, Hamilton is a musical about the founding father, Alexander Hamilton. It’s a wonderful work of art.
So, that’s a bit of what’s been going on with me lately. I’m going to keep updating both this site and my channel a little more frequently. I might switch to Sundays as my uploading day. We’ll see. Thanks for stopping by! See you later!
Hey. How’s everyone’s Friday? Ugh, thank God it’s Friday!!!! I don’t work, but still, the sentiment is appreciated.
Today, I want to talk a little about why I’m proud to be autistic. I know, it might sound odd to some people reading this, since autism is considered to be a disability, but still, I am proud.
First, as impossible as this might sound, particularly to autism moms or members of Autism Speaks, there are several advantages to being on the spectrum. I have a very patternistic brain. I can find connections that most people, usually allistics, would not find. I have some examples in one of my videos. Here it is:
Next, I get to advocate for a wonderfully diverse population, and be part of it myself. I get to do something I love: protecting who I think is being unfairly treated, which includes me at times. I get to try and change my own little corner of the world.
Another fun part of being autistic is having special interests. I don’t think allistics can ever come close to understanding the pure joy that comes with having a special interest so intense that it consumes you. I can start obsessing over a name or a show, and have that occupy me for a solid four months. Some, like my special interest for mythology, have been intense for about six years, and still stick around, though not as all-consumingly. Others, like my special interest for technology, have been there as long as I can remember, and show no signs of fading any time soon.
Finally, I get to be honest. Allistics are forced to be polite and cordial, even when they don’t really feel like it. Autistics, on the other hand, are pretty much freed from this set of social expectations. We can’t be super mean, at least not without reprimand, but we can be honest. We can be truthful and sometimes, we might even see something in a social situation that someone else might not. In short, I love being autistic. Call me crazy, but I don’t care. Thanks for stopping by! See you later.
Hi. How’s it going? I’m so freaking exhausted, but I wanted to write a little something. I had to run so many errands today, the bottoms of my feet are killing me.
I am just so tired today. I didn’t realize that people actually gave complicated orders at Starbucks in real life. I just thought it was something that happened in the movies. Someone ordered a venti white chocolate mocha with soy milk, no whip, and a shot of espresso while I was getting my ice water. I was totally shocked.
I’m looking forward to this weekend because I get to see my friend on Saturday. I will be back to filming videos for both of my channels starting next Friday. By the way, I promise I’ll try to make my next post more interesting. Thanks for stopping by! See you later.