Imagine being so caught up on your own thoughts that decision making becomes impossible. Imagine wanting to do something so badly but part of you won’t allow it. Imagine getting so cross with yourself because you think you can do it, you want to do it, but you can’t. You are trapped. Physically and mentally.…… Continue reading Just imagine.
Sometimes I wonder what I am doing. I lay myself bare, I lay my girl bare. I don’t hold back, I say it as it is. Am I doing the wrong thing? I do it for a reason. I want people to see how it really is. Not just all the positives, but the frightenong…… Continue reading Should I change?
The tornado of negative feelings that has carried me through this week has finally let me go. Reality got me out of there. Remembering that it is not all bad, seeing that it is not all bad. My girl, the positivity I needed to exit the constant spin of feeling a failure. As the whirlwind…… Continue reading Saved!
I’m tired of always having to fight, I’m tired of being the one to put things right, I’m tired of always having to explain, I’m tired of repeating myself over again, I’m tired of teaching people who should know better, I’m tired of writing emails and letters, I’m tired of my words falling on deaf…… Continue reading I’m tired.
Middleness. Is this a thing? Is this why we have to fight for absolutely everything? Because she doesn’t have severe Autism, because she masks in school, because she conforms to school rules, because she is performing at average levels with her peers, this makes her ok? Is middleness nothing? Does her Autism mean nothing? Is…… Continue reading Middleness?
Just when you think sleep can’t get any worse Mr Weather Man pulls a heatwave out of his bag! My girl has Autism and Sensory Processing Disorder. This can manifest in several ways. Today it showed itself by illustrating my girls difficulty with temperature regulation. Children, and adults, with Autism often have problems with temperature…… Continue reading Thanks Mr Weather Man!
A thank you note to ‘Our Autism’ Dad. Thank you for always being there for us. Always. No matter what. Thank you for going to work on very little sleep to support your family. Thank you for being there for me in the early hours when all I want to do is go to bed.…… Continue reading To Daddy.