Content warning: pregnancy loss/miscarriage, no explicit details given Having children played an instrumental role in my awareness of autism. Many parents discover that they're Autistic after a child or children are diagnosed, but in my case, the reverse was true. It was brought to my attention and I suspected it of myself before my child was diagnosed. … Continue reading My Children’s Role
BC – Before Children
Flashback Friday – Imaginary Children
As a child I'd always gotten along extremely well with children who were much younger than I was and based largely on those experiences, I've pretty much always wanted to have children of my own. In fact, my longest-lasting childhood imaginary friends were my imaginary children. I had dozens of imaginary children from about the time I was … Continue reading Flashback Friday – Imaginary Children
One Person’s Twaddle is Another Person’s Roadmap
I grew up primarily reading classic literature. As someone who was hyperlexic and reading books at the age of 2 years old, I had many years during which to indulge my love of reading and my parents made certain that I primarily had older, quality representations of literature available to me. Unfortunately, my obsessive rereading of … Continue reading One Person’s Twaddle is Another Person’s Roadmap
Negative Memories and Confusion
So, I mentioned in my previous post, that it's easier for me to access my positive memories than my negative memories. I've spent some time since writing that (it was scheduled several days ahead of publishing, this post is not) in thinking about why that might be and I believe the answer partially lies in … Continue reading Negative Memories and Confusion
Deconstructing My Positive Memories
As I've been mentally sifting through my memories, particularly for my Flashback Friday posts, I've noticed something. Partially because I've been recovering from the stress of being evaluated, I've been focusing more on the positive memories I have. They're both easier to access and much more pleasant once I do access them. In examining them … Continue reading Deconstructing My Positive Memories
Flashback Friday – Preschool
My first memories of attending preschool are disjointed, as should be expected. I believe, based on the houses in which we lived at the time, that my preschool memories are mainly from when I was 3 through 5 years old. Before I attended preschool, I would go to daycare periodically. My mom didn't work, but I've … Continue reading Flashback Friday – Preschool
Shelving My Research
This post contains the *last sections from the entries I journaled four years ago. It's continued from here. Anyhow! On our [recent] drive home from [the nearby Big City], I talked to [husband] about what I had been like in middle school. We weren’t friends then, but we took several classes together for two years. Apparently I was noticeably … Continue reading Shelving My Research
Flashback Friday – Vacuum Cleaners
My parents used to have the nicest vacuum cleaner. It was small and light, quite delightful to hold and use. It wasn't too loud for my ears to handle either. It was from before disposable vacuum bags were widely being used and we only had to open up the panel on the front to empty the … Continue reading Flashback Friday – Vacuum Cleaners
Being in Nature
This is the third section from the journal entry I began commenting on here. I had been spending a great deal of time being introspective and wrote about more of my memories - mainly those having to do with being in nature: I used to spend lunchtime every day in the woods when I worked at … Continue reading Being in Nature
I am not a Body Hair Activist
The title might seem to be a strange thing to declare, but I honestly thought I was a pro-body hair activist for a while. I just happened to be an odd body hair activist who didn't like to show off my body hair because I didn't want to stand out as being much more unusual … Continue reading I am not a Body Hair Activist
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