#autism

Monday MaryLou had her first dance class. She was so very happy when she saw one of her besties Berkley and that they are in the same class. She loved it! I sat inside which I will probably do for maybe a few more classes, then I'll probably go sit in my car or go to…

Sick days are bad enough on days I have to work, but a day off sick day is the worst. And Sunday sick days are the absolute worst. So waking up with a migraine yet again at 6am just really depressed me right there. Nothing was working either. Not the preventive I take nightly obviously.…

I love to sing; I don't sing great but sometimes I can hold my own. Praise and Worship is my favorite part of my entire Sunday. I hate that I stand there alone, because Lulu is down in the nursery or if with me trying to get her to not sensory overload when she is…

The very first. Whenever I start a new, written entry/chapter based document, if it feels appropriate, I always call the first entry, 'The Very First'. It's named after the cassette that was bundled with my first ever computer; the Commodore 64. I have never felt the need to explain that before a...

My husband has Autism. He is thoughtful, kind, driven. He is gentle, listens, takes care of things around the house. He is an incredible father. Yet I feel so lonely. It's so incredibly hard to explain. When we first started dating, he was overly affectionate, embarrassingly so. I was never perso...

so.. one of the scariest things that happened to be, besides being homeless, was withdrawls from clonepam or clonazapam. when i moved from ri to florida i was sure i would be able to get my meds filled by the new doctor. but she wouldn't fill my clonepam because it's a controlled substance. which...

so.. it's been ages. i've been on here before. then i left. lots of drama. but it's better now. lots of crazy stuff. im agoraphobic. ive been that way since 16. i have bad anxiety and i think im autistic. i lived with my mother for some time as i went through a divorce and…

I have a friend, who I love and respect, who thinks that people who support finding a cure for autism are awful, hateful, discriminatory people who are just afraid of people different from them. Because there is nothing wrong with her or her boys, each with autism. And I get that. I can see how&h...

As I've previously written about, my biological father, Donal, hit the road before I took my first breath.  To his credit, he had asked my mother to marry him when they found out she was pregnant.  But they weren't really in a relationship.  They were both teenaged runaways, who happened to be li...