Over the years I've tried to pay attention to my ability to do various things. However, I don't always manage to notice the relevant patterns until I've ended up in (multiple) difficult and/or embarrassing situations. Volunteering was one of the patternless things in my life until this month. From the time I was 12 years old, … Continue reading Volunteering
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Conversational Depth Pt. 1
I'm a logophile. I love words and their meanings. I also enjoy learning about people and why they believe the things they do. Those things sometimes make a nifty combination. When I express myself well, it can be a pretty amazing thing. When I have the time and the energy and desire, I can understand a … Continue reading Conversational Depth Pt. 1
Flashback Friday – Christmas Eve Eve or Nap Day
I was around 12 or 13 years old when I discovered an amazing thing. If I took a nap on Christmas Eve Eve, the day before Christmas Eve, not only would Christmas seem to arrive faster, but I had an easier time navigating any family obligations that came up during that holiday. The discovery itself … Continue reading Flashback Friday – Christmas Eve Eve or Nap Day
Reasonable Accommodations?
Rhi at Autnot recently wrote a wonderful post about the need for accessibility of autism services. Along with the parts about being terrible at contacting people and balancing energy, these sentences in particular resonated with me and made me want to cry because I felt so understood and that's been such a rare feeling for me throughout … Continue reading Reasonable Accommodations?
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
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
‘Reading’ People
It was almost exactly a month after my last journal entry when I wrote this: my third and final journal entry from four years ago. To give some context, I wrote this entry after I'd done a great deal of research into the things I hadn't known I didn't know. At this point, I was getting … Continue reading ‘Reading’ People
I Have Time
There's time. My words aren't going anywhere. I don't need to capture each one, frantically. They will still be here. I don't need to make up for those years, long ago tears. I can allow myself to catch up, it cannot happen in one thrill. Gradually let them unfold, the stories untold. All meant to be written, … Continue reading I Have Time
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