[Image description: A woman with red hair standing on the green grass of her back yard next to a small black and grey tabby cat. Both the woman and the cat are inside a small fenced in area about 5 square feet in area.The black thin wire fence is about four feet high. The cat is sitting on a white towel. In the background you can see the larger wooden fence for the whole back yard, and the trunk of a large maple tree. There are a few houses visible behind the fence]
This is a picture of freedom within limits: an autistic red-haired person (me) with my blind cat inside a playpen fence made I think for dogs. This was Nancy’s first time touching the face of Mother Earth! She (mother earth) was touched in a heartfelt manner. It took us a long time to figure out a plan how Nancy (the cat) could enjoy being out of doors safely, and without her companion (me) freaking out. The mission was successful. It took her about ten minutes to venture off the towel onto the grass. Then she walked around the limits of our cage in order to arrive at an accurate assessment of our situation.
i want to be in this band
red velvet x high cut
That pretty well describes it
amen
I would rather let a “special snowflake” into the autistic community than exclude an autistic that needs support and cannot get a clinical diagnosis. I would rather validate ten “special snowflakes” than invalidate one autistic who needs support and cannot get a clinical diagnosis.
I would rather welcome a hundred “special snowflakes” without question than force an autistic to disclose their entire life to me just to get the support they need when they cannot get a clinical diagnosis.
I would rather help those that don’t need help, than deny help to those that need it.
Phos is my hero / heroine
Phos and the crew.
i’m not sure if it’s just me but when you go out and talk to strangers and you’re like ‘hah maybe i’m getting better at this whole socialising thing’.
then you get home and literally feel like you need to sleep for 10 hours and think ‘maybe not’
autistic culture is being an adult but still having to choose every night which stuffed toy to go to bed with (and ending up with the whole pile because you love them all)
me: *gets scared that i’m wasting my life* me: i’m gonna deal with this feeling by taking a long nap in the middle of the day
Oi! Come on, people! I haven’t gotten any comments on this one, so I’m trying again.
I could have been a great success…if only I had been someone else.
raise ur hand if you want to move to Kepler 452b (earth 2.0) with me bc you’re sick and tired of the earthlings on this planet and you want to just start all over