blue lights won’t help me

It’s April. I’m probably supposed to say “Happy Autism Awareness Month”, but I’m not going to. Being autistic in April is hard. I don’t need you to be aware of autism. Honestly. I don’t. Continue reading


The venom of awareness

It’s my first April publicly identifying as Autistic. I have very deliberately over the past few years made sure I do not expose myself to the negative rhetoric that goes on, but this year it has been brought to me in a very personal way through a hateful comment left on my blog.

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