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burntblueberrywaffles · 3 months
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Just a little something I whipped up to represent my fellow autistic wizards. I felt gripped to make these as though a hex was upon me.
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Enjoy, my mages.
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imautistsick · 1 year
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autispec-hours · 1 year
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anyone know why autistic people often have such a hard time with phone calls
i just had a phone call and i am genuinely nauseous afterward
i hate making phone calls so much and i know that’s an autism thing but i don’t really know why
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One of my favourite things about being disabled is the excitement and happiness when you can do small things that others might find easy
It’s such simple joy to be able to make yourself a cup of tea for the first time (or the first time in a while!) or to just make a simple meal that you couldn’t before! Finally figuring out how to make something that doesn’t overwhelm you, etc etc
It’s a joy in the mundane that ableds need to learn from sometimes /lh
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the-delta-quadrant · 9 months
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there's this AuDHD person on instagram who gets a lot of hate from people saying they're faking their autism.
one of the reasons these people brought up is that they wear noise cancelling headphones in their own apartment, when real autistic people would only wear them outside.
i mean, this is already so obviously bullshit because people of every neurotype already wear noise cancelling headphones at home. plus, the commenters don't actually know that this person also isn't wearing them in public. they just think they're "too sensitive" for needing them in their own house.
but as a vision impaired autist, there's an extra layer for me.
i exclusively wear my noise cancelling headphones inside my house. i do not wear them in public, no matter how loud it is.
you wanna know why?
it does not feel safe.
noise cancelling headphones cancel out much of the sound that i need to hear when i go out in public to be able to tell where a car or a person is coming from or how far away they are from me.
the only place i would even remotely feel safe wearing noise cancelling headphones outside is in the small village i grew up. but even there i get so paranoid about cars because i'm traumatised.
i fucking wish i could drown out the noise while still being able to rely on my hearing but i can't.
it's either safety and potential sensory overload or sensory comfort and potential danger.
both decisions are valid but i choose safety.
so that pretty much does leave me only wearing my noise cancelling headphones in my own house. but it helps. i don't even live in the loudest area and i have really quiet neighbours but after a long day in public or at a family gathering or something and not being able to drown out anything, the smallest thing at home could send me into a meltdown.
do these people really need us to go outside with noise cancelling headphones even though it might be unsafe just to prove we're real autists?
bitch, i already get so disoriented when it's windy because all the sounds suddenly sound weird. i'm not doing that, lmao.
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numetal-tranny · 2 years
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Autistic culture is randomly switching your conversation style mid sentence. Specifically going from the most eloquent person you’ve ever met to talking like the child of a hill billy and a british pop star.
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beautyinthediss0nance · 9 months
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saienby · 8 months
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((huohouououohuyohuoh))
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mightbeautistic · 2 years
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Me: I must be faking my autism
Also me: wow what a long day of socialising, I feel like I'm going to die if I don't crawl into bed with my Good Texture blanket and rhythmically rub my feet together while I read about this topic I'm "abnormally" interested in
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kelpk0re · 10 months
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Autistics and Task Switching ♾️
hello here’s a really good resource explaining task switching for autistic ppl and how hard/painful it can be !!
my partner was having a hard time understanding why i get so upset when we’re hanging out (but doing different things) and he interrupts what i’m doing to show me something on his phone. i was having a hard time explaining my emotions/feelings to him until i came upon this article!
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Gender Autism Pride Flag
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Gender Autism or Autistic of Gender: describing someone who experiences autism as a result of one's gender; for when one experiences gender in an autistic way, or autism in a gender way; or someone whose gender has autistic traits.
Despite its definition, this is for autistics only (as if it was a reclaimed term). I didn't think autigender transcripted my feelings just as saying "gender autism".
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autispec-hours · 1 year
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when you’re autistic so you’re not sure what you should be doing, but you’re aUTISTIC SO YOU DONT KNOW HOW TO ASK WHAT YOU SHOULD BE DOING EITHER
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samijami · 11 months
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Oh I just had a funny thought
When I was younger, I absolutely refused to speak. I was so nonverbal and wouldn't talk to anyone. My parents hadn't gotten me to speak at all until I was 4. They had to bring me to a doctor and was told I'd never speak and needed to be taken to a speech therapist to have any sort of chance.
They refused to, and I only ended up speaking after I started school. I didn't even know my name, I couldn't pronounce my name when I saw it on my nametag on my desk. I ended up, after speaking, asking what it was. When I got told it was my name, I couldn't fucking believe it.
I jitt had to ask the teacher when she was handing out the nametags what it was. She said it was my name, I asked what the fuck my name was, she looked at me like I was half crazy, she had to pronounce my name to me and I forgot it yet again afterwards.
I looked at my nametag everyday and had to set a mental reminder that that was my name.
I couldn't remember anyone else's name either. Up until 4th grade I had to have a piece of paper with new kid's names on it to remember them.
I couldn't pronounce most words correctly until I was 8, and still couldn't pronounce words like 'unicorn', etc, right until I was 10. I then had a problem with pronouncing 'banana' until I was 13. I still do sometime have problems pronouncing banana-
They have refused me speech therapy my whole life since they said that there's nothing wrong with me. I had to almost fail kindergarten for them to even ask if there was something wrong with me. I had to: break a special ed teacher's nose, throw a desk, lose all of my friends within a half a year period, refuse to speak to (almost) anyone, eat pencil graphite, try to get a friend of mine to get infront of me in the line cuz I thought it was nice and then when she didn't take the gesture I thought she was being mean for not taking the gesture so I got upset and tried to force her to get infront of me cuz I didn't understand why she wasn't taking my nice gesture so then she hated me and called me a freak the day after, get locked in a room in the office all day multiple times throughout the year because I was having constant meltdowns and they wanted to 'calm me down', not understand any fucking social gestures and have a way too picky of an appetite for them to even consider I had something wrong.
And then I had to almost fail kindergarten for them to ask a doctor and put me on ADHD medicine.
And recently, they wonder why it's gotten worse, why I can't focus, why I don't understand anything about math, why I can't focus on reading intelligent things like science and maths, why I can't 'do what the other kids do'.
Why I can't remember full days on end.
And my therapist told me she was going to get my diagnosis for autism and DPDR, and she knew I had it. Guess what? I don't have a therapist anymore.
I love when I'm right on the edge of getting proper treatment and medicines, I can't have it.
My ADHD medicine even. I was happy with my Concerta for 10 years of my life, but they changed it to the generic Methylphenidate because the insurance company refused to pay for my Concerta suddenly. Now it doesn't work as good, and they blame me for that.
They blame me for all of my problems. They say I hold onto childish things I should've left behind.
How can I leave a part of me behind?
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the-delta-quadrant · 8 months
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as a neurodivergent person, the word "rude" has lost any meaning to me at this point. i'm rude for not making eye contact. i'm rude for my monotone voice. i'm rude for not talking enough. i'm rude for being blunt. i'm rude for doing something else while you talk because it helps me focus on what you're saying. i'm rude for getting triggered. i'm rude for speaking up about the systemic mistreatment and marginalisation of neurodivergent people (and any of my other communities for that matter). i'm rude for not wanting to take people's shit. i'm rude for not liking my words being twisted. i'm rude for not wanting to be erased, dismissed and misrepresented. i'm rude for existing. neurotypicals and otherwise privileged people have used this word so much to describe any and all of these that i don't know what they mean anymore beyond "i personally don't like what you're saying/how you're acting because you don't act the way i think you should". the standards of "friendliness" neurodivergent and otherwise marginalised people are held to are wild and impossible to reach. i know exactly why the word "rude" barely exists in my vocabulary. it's mostly just tone policing and neuronormativity.
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