I’m sure a lot of my fellow auties can relate to the executive funtion issues we can have, so I thought a quick little snippet of my own from this morning might be a funny tale to tell for you all. I was heading to my dad’s house, and as I was going there, IContinue reading “Executive DISfunction”
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Appreciation of Friends.
I know I’ve said in previous posts that I appreciate my Autistibuddies, but honestly – I really do. I lucked out completely with my life events of late, and I’m so appreciative of them – good and bad! Since my diagnosis – 1 – I’ve gotten answers to the lifelong question – “Why am I suchContinue reading “Appreciation of Friends.”
Tufty the Caterpillar and the Autistibuddies museum trip.
Today the Autistibuddies met up at Cardiff National Museum to assuage our nerdy cravings, and it was great fun. Not just the opportunity to do something we wouldn’t normally do (in my case, at least) but to have some fun, catch up, and just have a great time together! I’ve known my fellow Autistibuddies lessContinue reading “Tufty the Caterpillar and the Autistibuddies museum trip.”
Meltdown Hangover
Yesterday, things got too much. I ended up crying my eyes out in frustration (a number of times… Every time I thought I was fine, it hit again). A blank mind interspersed with 1,000,000 miles a minute thoughts and stressors, and no way to stop any of them long enough to focus me. A supervisorContinue reading “Meltdown Hangover”
Hindsight
It’s coming up to a year since I got the confirmation that I’m autistic. It feels like a lot longer, but I’ve also had such a varying degree of emotions through it all. Confusion, fear, acceptance, realisation, pride, confidence… I think the worst part is, most of those were at the same time. While it’sContinue reading “Hindsight”
Sunday morning scribbles.
I can see Barry has been very busy with posting! *waves* Hi, Barry! I, however, am unsure how to articulate things just yet. Especially on a Sunday morning at 6am. I’m no stranger to the blogging game, but the autism game? That’s a whole new world for me, whilst being a world I’m completely familiarContinue reading “Sunday morning scribbles.”
Diagnosis.
How could no-one notice A puzzle piece like me? With all my weird habits And pedantic intricacies. How could no-one spot The colours in my soul? My heart was on my sleeve Weather worn but it was whole Why was I the only one Who understood my world? With my eyes I could see SecretsContinue reading “Diagnosis.”
Autistibuddies 