I Don’t Mind Pity


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This is in response to some posts I’ve read from some really lovely mothers of autistic children.  I understand where they are coming from but I would like to present a friendly alternative argument.

I like being autistic, I could do without the accompanying depression/anxiety & physical illness, but I am still glad to be me.  And I am so impressed with your pride in your children.  It is so important that the message gets out to the general population that autism is not a horrific sentence that means your life is effectively over and your family’s ruined.  But and this is a big but, ignorance is fought by information not insistence on polite silence.

First if I have a melt down in public I want people to know I am autistic, it is their business because similar behaviour is exhibited by people with a potentially dangerous issue, alcohol, drugs,psychotic…

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What I don’t miss


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They ask me everyday don’t I miss meat, sweets, cakes and the white loaf of bread which I quit eating the day you were gone, cause my body just wouldn’t take them.

No, I don’t!

They ask me don’t I miss going out and partying, shopping for fancy outfits that I was so good at mix&matching, going to movies.

No, I don’t!

Don’t I miss my old self. No, I don’t, because the new I has nothing to do with all these things. My new self doesn’t understand how one can spend energy and thoughts on food, clothing, basic, temporary and material  low-vibrational things when all this energy could be directed to the exploration and appreciation of life, space, the purpose of life, happiness in its existential form.

I only miss you…sometimes, only sometimes, when my old self tries to reoccupy its positions in my mind & body I miss…

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Wake Up!


Wake up, people! Wake up and realize that the world is yours. Wake up to the power that you hold. What will it take for you to start moving, my people? How many lives must be lost, on home turf and abroad, before we just stand up to the bullies and say 'Enough!'? How many... Continue Reading →

Don’t believe…


I have found that the key to inner peace is knowing, deep in your guts, that you are worthy and that you can and will find your way if you listen to that nagging little voice that refuses to go away. It's not about the voices of others, but about your own voice. Finding your... Continue Reading →

Should I Forget…


Should I forget ... Life is nothing if not for our memories. It seems that all we can take with us anywhere are those intangible fragments of moments lived. I have a lot of chances of losing my memories from a certain age onwards. The genes are there... So I've started thinking what I'd want... Continue Reading →

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