There is goes again…
There is goes again…
Screeching in my ears.
Why isn't it on silent?
The feeling of it vibrating again on the kitchen surface jolts me from the book I was once immersed in, but the ringing…the ringing is the worst.
It scratches against my nerves, and grips my mind and…
The mystery that is Aspergers: history and questions of definition.
Hello everyone,
First of all I want to apologise for how long it has taken me to write this, I’ve been focusing primarily on studying for university and have therefore had very little time and also very little of my…
This is a poem about shopping when you’re on the Spectrum.
Go in
See something you like
Pick it up
Try it on
Easy peasy, right?
But it isn’t at all…
Velvet and nylon
Woven wool, brushes against my skin
And slowly but surely I pull further and further away from the racks
As t-shirts, dresses and jackets all grab my…
A special bond exists between sisters when one sister is Autistic, and the other sister is Neurotypical.
M y sister is six years older than me, and she’s neurotypical…
She’s the middle child, was popular in school, stunningly beautiful, incredibly intelligent, and when we were children she like many teenage girls found it difficult to understand someone who didn’t fit into the boxes that society had created for…
The first of a series of poems …
Girls with Autism ∙ Females with Autism ∙ Woman with Autism
An Inexplicable Sense of Otherness
image By inspire uplift: butterfly in a jar
An introduction to me
Since moving to Western Australia in 2012 from England (which despite its stereotype is not anywhere near as miserable as people think it is) life has definitely not been uneventful.
