It has been half a year since I was last motivated to write a blog post. You must all be feeling deprived of my high-quality, thrilling content. I have an endless list of topics I’d like to write about, but I’m waiting for the stars to align to make it happen. Now feels like the time to debrief on how well I’ve been avoiding questions like “how are you?” recently. Warning — content may include feeling sorry for oneself.
(more…)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!
(more…)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.
(more…)I’ve always prided myself on being honest—telling the truth even if it puts me at a disadvantage. Over the years it has held me back in so many ways as I’ve watched dishonest people continue to succeed in life, but it’s still one of the few traits I admire about myself. However, I recently came to a revelation that I’m not as honest as I think I am…
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