Finding Positives From a Negative Situation

Last year I was diagnosed with an autism spectrum condition, and I wrote about some of my experiences until that point. My life is full of negatives, so today, I wanted to try and pull some positives out of my situation. Forgive me for the sheer amount of rambling before I get to the actual point of this post – congratulations if you make it to the end!

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The Missing Piece of the Puzzle

This year I was diagnosed with autism spectrum disorder (ASD) – alternatively known as autism spectrum condition (ASC). This diagnosis was not a surprise to me. In my head and heart, I have known for a long time – this was just the professional confirmation and validation I needed. I’m in my 30s now, and it pains me that my life could have been more successful had I been given this diagnosis in childhood. Sadly, a lack of awareness or education around the condition meant nobody ever identified my struggles, which led to me going without the support and understanding I so desperately needed until it was too late. Essentially, people assumed I was getting along just fine, so they decided that I wouldn’t need any support in life. Oh, how wrong they were.

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Why I Love The Smoking Room

There aren’t many comedy shows that leave a lasting impression on me, but The Smoking Room is one of them; a British sitcom created and written by Brian Dooley. From June 2004 to September 2005 there were two series and a Christmas special transmitted on BBC Three. I fell in love with this series during its initial broadcast and my passion has never faded; I frequently enjoy re-watches over 15 years later. Thankfully, it has aged well and doesn’t feel dated. I just wanted to share some of my love for this oft-forgotten little gem.

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My Dreadful Experience of a DWP Independence Assessment

Generally, I don’t talk about my private life online, but I recently had an unpleasant experience that has distressed me enough that I feel the need to write about it.

I’m not writing with the intention that monumental change is going to follow or that nobody else will ever have to go through something similar. I don’t have a loud enough voice for that sort of thing. This is purely a statement on how it made me feel because I need to get it off my chest in detail.

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