Aspie Moments #7: Dilemma at the library

I went to the library on Saturday and was faced with a little dilemma. No, it wasn’t “shall I try to cram more books into my bag and risk ripping the fabric”. Nor was it “shall I go for Honor Student At Magic High School or So Cute It Hurts” (aren’t Japanese manga titles just... Continue Reading →

Aspie Moments #6: Moving

This happened this morning, one of the little moments that almost convince me that I’m actually autistic, because I think a neurotypical person would have reacted in a different way. Anyway, this is what happened: It was a cold night and a cold morning, and everybody was scraping away at their windscreens. My car, however,... Continue Reading →

Spoon Thieves!

I hadn’t heard of Spoon Theory before I started reading blogs by autistic people, but I was quite taken by it. It’s just a neat way of describing something that would otherwise be difficult to convey. And, pictorial thinker that I am, I have in my mind a picture of an actual cutlery drawer with... Continue Reading →

Secret Knowledge

One of the things that make my life difficult and me unhappy is that I don’t trust myself. I have no confidence in my abilities and skills. It seems to me that everyone around me is more competent, more confident, more “put together” and in charge of their lives. That is probably partly an illusion,... Continue Reading →

Aspie Moments #5: The Event

This weekend was the middle one of three in a row when I have to socialise and “do things” for long periods of time. Last weekend was probably the most stressful. It involved driving 200 miles to an unknown place, meeting up with 15 people, spending all Saturday afternoon and evening with them, staying overnight... Continue Reading →

Aspie Moments 4: Lost For Words

I know that there are many people who don’t speak with their voices, but instead rely on written or screen-based or other methods of communication. I know that there are others who only lose the ability to speak in certain situations and fall back on those other methods at those times. Me, I’m good with... Continue Reading →

The Undeserving Autistic

One big obstacle on my way to a self-diagnosis is the thought that it would be very difficult for me to get an official diagnosis if I tried for one. Of course, self-diagnosis is valid – I firmly believe that, for others and for myself. However, there is the nagging question: if no one else... Continue Reading →

Only connect

Recently Laina posted about her Jukebox App which is firmly installed in her brain. I, too, have a Jukebox App. Sadly, I have very little control over it. Something is playing most of the time, but not because I have requested it. It gets triggered by something I read, or something I hear. Sometimes the connection... Continue Reading →

The Autistic PM

No, I am not talking about Mr Cameron or Mrs May or Mr Trudeau, nor am I talking about Gladstone or Churchill. I am not very fond of the game of armchair diagnosis of historical figures or living famous people. You will only ever get a glimpse of these people so you have no proper... Continue Reading →

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