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
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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
Disclaimers
Image description: Photo of Spock on the bridge of the Enterprise with the quote, "If I seem insensitive to what you're going through, Captain, understand: it's the way I am." ~Spock, Star Trek "The Enemy Within" As I was reminded by a good friend the other day, disclaimers can be a powerful way to address misconceptions and difficulties … Continue reading Disclaimers
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
In Which I First Show Confidence and Then Not
Two nights after my last blogged journal entry from 4+ years ago, I wrote this: So, the night before last I had a bit of a breakdown. I just cried and cried and talked... I can’t remember half of what I talked about. I should’ve written it down sooner. I have a really hard time remembering … Continue reading In Which I First Show Confidence and Then Not
Flashback Friday – Vinyl
It's always a neat feeling when I suddenly recall something I enjoyed as a child and realize that I likely enjoyed it as much as I did at least in part because I'm Autistic. These are generally things I enjoyed that were considered "odd" by most of my peers. Take vinyl records, for example. I grew up … Continue reading Flashback Friday – Vinyl
Clothing and Other Adornments
I have always had a bit of a love-hate relationship with clothing. On the one hand, wearing clothing is necessary to go out in polite society and clothing can be helpfully protective against the many sensory antagonists in the world. On the other hand, it can often add to the sensory issues that I already deal with- especially … Continue reading Clothing and Other Adornments
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