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Tag Archives: ASD
supposed
I have run out of energy. Again. Just like I did this time last year when they changed my schedule and switched my days off. Except – I don’t have that excuse this time. But I called out of work … Continue reading
Posted in Book Two - Mind, Setting 1
Tagged actuallyautistic, ASD, Asperger, Aspergers, autism, chronic pain, disability, doubt, futility
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actress
No-one has any idea whatsoever that I am a faker, a sham, a walking performance piece entitled “Socially Habituated Human.” Continue reading
Posted in Book Two - Mind, Setting 1
Tagged actuallyautistic, animals, ASD, Asperger, autism, life change, masking, work
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book two – mind
It seems that fate has deemed that I did not get a thorough enough education in invisible disability from my chronic pain. Since that has been reduced to the category of problematic, rather than life-altering, a new demon has arisen … Continue reading
Posted in Book Two - Mind, Setting 1
Tagged actuallyautistic, ASD, Aspergers, autism
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dare I think
Hey TGA, why haven’t you posted about your pain lately? Indeed, why haven’t I? It’s not like I don’t still have it. But it’s crossed a line, now, into that previously elusive territory known as “manageable.” Of course, I’m wary of … Continue reading
scars
They don’t match. That was my first thought as I sat on the edge of MS Ape’s bathroom sink, my back to my reflection, peering into a make-up mirror to compare the barely-knitted slices on my left scapula to the … Continue reading
shelfless
Last week I was so, so angry. I couldn’t stop thinking about all of the people who have taken advantage of me throughout my life, most of them men, and how my autism made me such an easy mark, and … Continue reading
not my fault
As I read more and more about my autism (for new folks, I was recently diagnosed with Asperger’s, an Autism Spectrum Disorder or ASD), I am, for the first time in my life, seeing my life experiences clearly. All of … Continue reading
Posted in Aspect I
Tagged anger, ASD, depression, doubt, effort, emotional reaction, good intentions
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it’s too much
I don’t know what to write here. Words on a screen are too thin and ephemeral to fitly describe the weight and depth of what I feel inside. My loneliness, barely managed under the best of circumstances, has been flushed … Continue reading
and then this happened
I’m writing about this because both Momma Ape and my therapist have told me I must write about it. I don’t know if it belongs here or not, and posts under this heading may be moved to another blog entirely at some point. … Continue reading