I refuse to make things that are “too pretty to be used.” If I make you something, it’s because I want you to use it! The worst thing you could do to me is say “oh this blanket/scarf/hat you made me is too pretty to use, I’m gonna fold it up and look at it and never ever touch it again.” No!!! I made that to be be used and touched and cuddled and snuggled and, yes, worn out!! I want you to use it so much it falls apart!! It’s like I went to give you a hug and you were like “Ooh, thanks! Go sit on that shelf so I can look at your outstretched arms forever!” No!!! Hug the thing I made for you to hug!!!
•A new character comes along
•A new event happens
•A new idea is introduced
•The setting changes
•A new person is speaking
•Time moves forward or backwards a lot
•The “camera” moves
oh emily wilson translation of the iliad we’re really in it now
Autistic school trauma is:
knowing you’re disliked, but not being able to know why
consistently being called out for your stims because they’re “disruptive” or “annoying”
trying to simply mesh in with others to avoid getting targeted
suppressing your anger to the point that you feel it’s not justified
never being able to form connections no matter how hard you try, and thinking it’s your fault
being able to form connections but never being able to be true to yourself or set boundaries since you’re so used to being disrespected
witnessing ableism from classmates but not doing anything about it because they’ll just invalidate you
never feeling like your opinions can be validated because you’re “weird”
being outcasted by your classmates constantly
having classmates either let you know outright or subtly that you’re disliked
eventually believing that you deserve to be disliked
suffering from chronic low self esteem that affects your grades, your ability to function, and even your ideas of love
frequently getting into toxic/codependent friendships
having teachers criticize you constantly for your symptoms
living from a complex of never being good enough
feeling like you have to reach a neurotypical standard on a daily basis and if you don’t, you’re incompetent
if you’re feeling any of these things because of school, autistic or not, know that what you are experiencing is trauma, and that your trauma is valid. You don’t deserve to be in a school environment where you are consistently criticized or made to feel like you don’t belong nor can’t be good enough. You deserve an environment that makes you feel safe enough to be neurodivergent, to be yourself. You deserve to feel loved, to feel cared for, exactly as you are, with no strings attached.
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Hi everyone,
I thought I would post something about neurodiversity and stay cool because it’s been so hot these last few days. Here are some infographics by Neurodivergent Insights about interoception:
The article will be below:
I also found these that’s lists some ways to stay cool and how you can handle the heat:
1. Baggy Clothes
2. Water Activities
3. Freeze Your Food (frozen grapes are great imo)
4. Don’t Be Afraid To Stay Inside
5. Meal-Prep
The article to this will also be below if you want to read more:
1. Water, water everywhere.
2. Let us spray.
3. Inhale “cool” essential oils.
4. Adapt your clothing to suit your ASD.
5. Protect your eyes and your head.
6. A once a day sunscreen can really help.
7. If you need to shut out daylight, shut it out!
The article will be below as it goes into more details:
I hope many of you find these helpful. I think this will be helpful to all neurodivergent individuals. Please take care. ♥️
Sometimes I start to wonder if I really am chronically ill. Do I really wake up every day with pain or am I just faking it all the time? I know other people actually have these issues and they are very much real, but to me, I don't know what is real for myself anymore. I try so hard to be normal, yet the pain comes back. It always will come back. I wake in the mornings with a killing pain surging through my jaw. I know that last night I must have been fighting monsters, swinging swords that allow me to defeat these dragons lingering in the mountains. Yet, today as I wake up the pain isn't from a dragon or those monsters I fought, it's from my trying to dislocate once more. The throbbing pain in my head isn't from being flung against the wall of a dragon's den, that pain is from my chronic migraines that linger in me causing it almost impossible to eat and hold my food down. That surging sensation that spirals in my belly, drifting up towards my heart and seeping through my veins isn't the poison of my enemy trying to defeat me at last, this is the anxiety that causes me to isolate myself until everything is fine again. The anxiety that holds me back from chasing these wild imaginations because I'm not okay. I don't think I ever will be okay, but am I really ill?
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Creative talents
Loves animals
Practices conversations in mind
Routine is important to them
Dislike of conflict
Anxiety
Adopts behavior to fit in
May talk a lot about favorite topics
Artistic
Sensitive
Unique sense of humor
May appear shy
Trusting
Escapes through imagination
OCD tendencies
Enjoys spending time alone
Love of writing
Unsure when it’s their time to talk
Perfectionist
Musical
May feel out of place in this world
May appear young for their age
Unusual eye contact
Note: individuals can have these traits and not be autistic
Autism
One of the worst parts about being autistic is never knowing why. Not knowing why you don't get invited to things, not knowing why people bully you, not knowing why you can't make friends or get a date or connect with people. There's no cheat sheet or exit survey or easy fix. It's just lonely and isolating.
Why is this so true?! I just look at someone and I’m like “Yep, you got the ‘tism my broski...”
allistic people are like "omg i had no idea you were autistic" meanwhile other autistics can sniff each other out a mile away
autistic person entering a public building: (touches ground) one of my people was here.....
if USPS has a million fans, I'm one of them
if USPS has 5 fans, I'm one of them
if USPS has 1 fan, that is me
if USPS has no fans, I'm no longer alive
if the world is against USPS I'm against the entire world
till my last breath I support USPS
I joke but actually USPS is the literal lifeline for so many housebound disabled people who receive lifesaving medications through it- especially housebound people in rural areas. so many private shipping companies do not serve rural areas. try getting anyone else to drive hours into the middle of nowhere to deliver. try it. not all disabled people live in urban areas. USPS saves disabled lives ‼️ without USPS many housebound disabled people will die.
USPS is a disability rights issue
I go by Bisho. I'm chronically ill, Autistic, and Physically Disabled. I love Horror Games and Kirby so much. I suck at social interactions online and in person.
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