Life with a Label – The Diary of an Autistic Girl
My thoughts from a late diagnosis onwards…
As I floated around yesterday in the ether of social media (I’m not normally a procrastinator, but I should have been starting my compulsory bi-annual First Aid training course) I found myself replying to a couple of posts written by my autistic friends, both of which noted that they react in fairly extreme ways to …
Autism is mine – my thing, my special filter on the world. It is who I am. But what annoys me most about being autistic? In spite of the overriding feeling of relief after my diagnosis, in spite of the positive things Autism brings to my life, and in spite of my genuine pride at …
Wake me up when Summer mellows into Autumn. Please? I sit down to write this having endured four days of what the newspapers helpfully screamed was a “mini-heatwave.” For four days, despite the fact that we are currently edging towards the middle of September, it was Summer again. Suddenly, I was eating salads and wearing …
My holiday destination of choice is Paris. Eminently gettable-to on the train, its creamy, ornate buildings peacefully homogenous, smaller and quieter than London…. I could go on, but suffice it to say that I enjoy my time there. One of my friends used to live in Western France; we would meet in the capital for …
I am checking my diary for the following week. In the corner of Tuesday’s box, I noticed a little “R” and I know what that means: it means that on Tuesday I will contact my friend Rochelle. Perhaps I will text her, or send her a WhatsApp message with a picture of Loretta. I have …