Hey guys! Welcome back to my blog! For my post this week, I will be writing about some lesser known autism facts that don’t apply to me. Just like last week, you may not know these facts either. I’m also thinking of making these individual posts.
Also, if you haven’t noticed, my autism posts have been shorter than normal. That is for 2 reasons, one of them being that I’m honestly not too motivated to write right now, and I’m starting to use sources I know are written by autistic people/people with autism on Instagram. I’ve learned so much on these accounts recently, and I want to share what I’ve learned with you as well! “Uncertainty of gender” I learned this fact not too long ago, and it makes sense because I know a lot of my online autistic friends/friends with autism, and other autistics/people with autism I’ve seen online don’t identify with the gender they were assigned at birth. They’re either transgender, or non binary. Unlike me, I was born female, I feel feminine, act feminine, and look/dress feminine, and have been that way my whole life. I have never once struggled with my gender. I’m very fortunate enough to be able to say that, unlike a lot of people with autism/autistic people I know. “Lack of fear towards danger” This is way too false for me, as I live a lot of my life in worry, and fear. My parents always tell me I need to stop worrying all the time! I can see why other people on the spectrum may struggle with it, as we always hyper focus on things. Danger can come when we’re doing our favorite activities, and since we’re so focused on those, it may be hard for some to focus on the danger. “Sense of superiority” Omg noooooo I would never think I’m more superior than anyone else. (Well…. With an exception of knowing autism facts, and being an autism expert). I’m one of the most insecure people ever, and anyone who knows me well enough knows that. I’m always picking out the smallest things. It’s very, very rare that I leave the house feeling 100% good about how I look. There’s always some sort of flaw whether it’s my hair being off, wrinkles in my clothes, sweat stains under my arms that no one will notice, or the smallest pimple. When I take pictures, I could love the way I look, but find the smallest flaw and hate it. My sister says I’m way too hard on myself. I’m sure there’s a ton of pictures you all would consider Instagram worthy that are just sitting in my camera roll because of a pimple or a scab you can only notice if you zoom in. But lately, I’ve been on a roll with picture taking. I’ve looked good in almost all my pictures, and I hope to keep that momentum going for at least the rest of the summer! So that’s it for this post! I hope you guys liked it! I’ll see you all next week for a post that’s really special! Email- [email protected] Instagram- @embracingmysuperpower Facebook- Embracing my Superpower I used these Instagram accounts for these facts…… @lifeinautismworld @autieselfcare
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Hey guys! Welcome back to my blog! For my posts this week and next week, I will be writing about some lesser known autism facts that apply, and don’t apply to me. Awhile back, I wrote about autism stereotypes that do, and don’t apply to me (weeks 25 and 27). If you know a lot about autism or not, the same stereotypes go around that everyone knows about, but I doubt most of you will know about these facts. I’m thinking about making these into individual posts as well. My upcoming autism posts will mostly be about lesser known facts of autism. There will be LOTS of learning going on for all of you, and for me as well!
“Intense compassion to people, and animals”. I’d say this for sure applies to me, and probably a lot of autistic people/people with autism. Another lesser known autism fact is we tend to have better connections to animals than people, which probably explains why I cry harder when an animal dies in a movie compared to a person dying in a movie. It also explains why I’ve declined social opportunities in the past so I can hangout with my cats lol. I LOVE ANIMALS!!!!! I hate how autistic people/people with autism are known to not be empathetic because that is NOT true at all. Everyone I know on the spectrum is insanely empathetic. At school, they were always the first ones to ask me what was wrong when I was sad. Unlike NT’s who like to throw around that false stereotype. I have been through so much trauma in my life due to being misunderstood by NT’s, and other things, and since we relate to the world based on our personal experiences, we feel your pain because we’ve felt it. We may not show our hurt for you, but on the inside, we want to cry with you, and we feel anger because you feel anger. “Being interested in social change, and upset by injustices”. This applies to me for sure, and the majority of autism activists I’ve seen online, as they always post about this type of stuff. We’re a minority, so we face discrimination everyday just like any other minority, so we’re empathetic to you, since we know how it feels. I’m very passionate about my political beliefs, and I’m all for equality for everyone no matter what minority you’re apart of, especially since I’m apart of one! “Collecting things, but not using them”. Omg yesssss!!!! I’ve had collection after collection after collection over the years. Right now I’m collecting Cutetitos, Disney Doorables and sometimes Mini Brands, which are toys. And no, I don’t play with them. Lots of people with autism/autistic people collect things to help them keep calm. It also helps us build a sense of our identity, as our collections can be part of who we are. We also like to connect with people who share our love for these collections. I’m in some Facebook groups for my collections, and we talk about the product, and we even do BST, (buy, sell, trade), which is what the group is mostly used for. I’ve made some trades, and lots of good sales with my duplicates. It’s soooooo nice to have a group of people I can talk about this stuff with who don’t get annoyed, and are super fans like I am, as my family probably gets so annoyed whenever I talk about it. We take LOTS of pride in our collections, and it boosts up our serotonin whenever we get the chance to discuss them with anyone who doesn’t judge, and is willing to listen. Right now I’m on a break with Disney Doorables because I have completed the most recent series, but I’ve still been making my sales and trades! Now I’m just waiting for the next series to come out in September! So that’s about it for this post. Did you know any of these? Next week I’ll be posting about lesser known autism facts that don’t apply to me. See you then! Email- [email protected] Instagram- @embracingmysuperpower Facebook- Embracing my Superpower I used these amazing Instagram accounts for these facts. You should check them out! @lifeinautismworld @neurodivergent_lou Hello all you lovely people, welcome back to my blog! For my post this week, I will be reposting my week 13 post. My blog has grown a lot since I posted this, and it’s one of my best, and favorite writing pieces, so I want to post it again now that I have a bigger audience. All of these feelings still remain the same for me. It sucks being neurodivergent sometimes, and these are the days I wish I could change that.
Inclusion is so important to me. Why? Because there are many instances where I feel left out. Some people really don’t understand what it’s like so I will be making it into a metaphor. The pain I endure from being excluded feels like someone is stabbing you not in the back, but in the heart. It feels like your heart is constantly a target being shot by an arrow and the people who are excluding you/shooting it are the bow. When you get a bullseye is when the tears come out, and the dark thoughts come in. Whenever I have the chance to include someone, I always do, because I know how it feels to not be included. Not only that, I really don’t want anyone else to have a journal filled with reasons “why you’re not good enough, and why everyone hates you”. When i was involved in peer to peer in high school, sometimes I’d see someone sitting alone, I would invite them to sit at the table with me and my friends so they feel wanted. I don’t get out much. Especially at night. I’ve had very few late nights with my friends. Why? Because I’m never fucking invited anywhere. Even by people who I thought were my friends, and tell me that I’m their friend. I always see on social media people who I’m dying to hangout with, hanging out without me. There are many times where i have considered deleting social media, but i haven’t because i don’t want to let the bows and arrows win and have power over me. I have dreams at night where I’m included. I’m always the happiest person, but then I wake up...... I make up scenarios in my head with a (specific) group of people and I smile and get teary eyed at the same time. I’m smiling because it feels good thinking about the fact that you’re included, but it makes me teary eyed because that is not my reality. Inclusion is something I’ve always been very passionate about. No matter who you are, no matter your disability, you should feel included and you should be included. If I get an invite somewhere, but I can’t go, the thought of me being included makes my heart flutter with joy. When I’m included, it’s the arrow missing the target. So I just want to ask one thing from all of you, if there is someone you know wants to hangout with you, please please please include them. You may be pleasantly surprised by the outcome! Email- [email protected] Instagram- @embracingmysuperpower Facebook- Embracing my Superpower Hey guys! Welcome back to my blog! For this weeks post, I’ll be posting about how autism and bad posture are connected. Honestly, when I found out that autism and bad posture are linked to eachother, I felt this huge sense of relief because I finally had a valid reason why my posture isn’t great. Anyone who knows me knows that I have terrible posture. One of my grandfathers (not the one I wrote about last week), used to make comments about my poor posture, and make me feel like absolute shit about it. But now next time someone comments something about my posture, I finally have a valid “excuse” to give them!
*DISCLAIMER- Even though it’s obvious that this resource I’m using is written by a neurotypical, I still think it’s a great resource to use, and well researched!* Having the right alignment of bones and joints for a stable body for walking or standing is a must have. “People with ASD have a reduced perception of their body movement or shift relative to their own postural orientation and equilibrium. At the clinic we often hear of issues such as fatigue, awkwardness, clumsiness and instability of their foot, ankle and hip joints”. -Dalia Zwick. Zwick states that when doctors assess people with autism/autistic people, it’s common for them to have foot, and ankle issues, which affects body posture when you’re standing, walking or sitting. Personally, I don’t see how foot and ankle issues affects posture, but there must be something that connects those joints to our backs. A common autistic trait is walking on your toes. I found this out last week (at the time when I’m writing this) on a post I saw on Instagram, which was news to me as I’ve never heard of that trait before, and it doesn’t apply to me. I personally think it’s very uncomfortable, and not pleasant at all. This can contribute to poor posture because you’re only walking on the front half of your foot, and the back half doesn’t touch the floor. This is a trait more common with kids, but adults on the spectrum do this as well. When people with autism/autistic people walk on their toes, it causes their legs to bed, which may cause them to lean way too much on one foot, which causes that leg to lock in the main joints, as the other foot is bent to accommodate the short leg. This causes their weight to distribute unevenly, as they mostly walk on the shorter leg while limping. Postural issues can also cause scoliosis. I always get so nervous that I’m going to get this because of my bad posture. Some individuals on the spectrum show larger activity in movement of their bodies in the center of gravity. They tend to put all of their weight on one leg. Some ways to prevent bad posture are orthotics, braces, and special shoes. So that’s about it for this post. I got the information on this post from the article I’m attaching below. I’ll see you all next week! Thanks for reading! Email- [email protected] Instagram- @embracingmysuperpower Facebook- Embracing my Superpower https://www.yai.org/news-stories/blog/posture-and-gait-individuals-autism-spectrum-disorder-asd Hi guys, welcome back to my blog. This weeks post I will be dedicating to my dedicating it to my zayde (grandpa). I will be reflecting on my memories with him, and talking about the time leading up to his death. I decided to push my blog back a day for this week because today marks 5 years since he passed away, but after this, we will be back to Tuesday’s like normal.
5 years since someone’s death is one to look back on extra on in my opinion. Half a decade?? Wow! I can’t believe it’s been that long, but it also feels like yesterday at the same time. It’s crazy how fast time goes by. I got lucky in the grandparent department! My moms parents are divorced, and both got remarried, so I get to have 3 sets of grandparents. I started with 6, and now I have 5 remaining. Honestly, that’s impressive for being 20 years old! The one who passed away is my moms father. I was also able to meet 2 of my 12 great grandparents. One of them died when I was 1, so I have no memory of her, and the other one died a few days before my 14th birthday, so I’m lucky to have memories with her. Missing you always grandma Kathleen (my moms stepfather’s mom), and Bubbie Sonia (my moms late father’s mom). I had lots of fun memories with my zayde. I had sleepovers at his (and my nana’s) house when I was younger. They would take us to local arcades, libraries, and out to dinner. We would also eat a lot of junk food together. My zayde loved his junk food. Especially chocolate. Whenever he had chocolate, he would say “CHOCOLATE” in his funny voice (if you knew him, you’re probably saying that voice in your head right now lol). My zayde hated to share his food. The only people he would share with were the grandkids. He let me have some of his onion rings one time, and my nana was shocked that he actually shared them with me. My zayde loved taking pictures. He has at least 66,000 pictures saved on his computer, and more that were on his phone, and iPad. At every family event, there’d be a camera in your face at all times. I’m sure he had pictures of me eating or something lol. My zayde loved his technology. He’d post on Facebook all the time. He’d post pictures of the family, his dogs, pretty nature pictures, and collages he would make from an app I told him about. He was known as the Facebook junkie in the family because of how much he posted! My zayde loved basketball. He played a lot growing up, and he played against me one time. Little did I know, he was purposely going easy on me, and let me win. I didn’t realize that until I got older lol. My nana says he wouldn’t have done that for anyone else. The love he had for his grandkids was indescribable! My zayde was able to get along with everyone. No one in the extended family had a problem with him. Even when he spammed people with emails of pictures lol. My dad and him were really close. They called eachother “fake dad”, and “fake son”. Whenever my zayde would call my dad, my dad would answer with “what up FD?!” I miss those days. I miss all of the old days, and the ones I didn’t write about too! As time went on, my zayde started to become really tired, and frail. He wasn’t his usual self. He wasn’t posting on Facebook, or taking pictures as much. We all just thought he was aging. In October 2015, my zayde had a seizure. 2 weeks prior to that, him and I went out to lunch. He was exhausted, and out of breath from walking 2 blocks. I gave him a hard time about it, obviously not knowing what was going to happen shortly after. The doctors found a tumor in his brain. It was removed, but sadly, the tumor wasn’t benign like we were all hoping. The cancer also spread to his brain, so for the last 6 months of his life, he was fighting for it. I hated seeing him in that condition. It was hard for me to see him slowly deteriorate everyday. On June 2nd, 2016, my zayde earned his angel wings, and joined his mom and dad in heaven. I was 15, and in 9th grade when he passed away. Once he passed, I became obsessed with taking pictures. Especially within the first year of his passing. I think he passed on that quality to me, once he passed away. If my zayde were still alive, I know we’d be telling immature jokes together, having political debates, and he’d be a big fan of my blog. That dumb bitch called cancer took a good one. I’ve been thinking about him extra lately. I wish he was here to see me, and what I’m doing today. I love, and miss you so much, zayde, and I hope I’m making you proud. David Glaser 12/2/1940 - 6/2/2016 <3 Email- [email protected] Instagram- @embracingmysuperpower Facebook- Embracing my Superpower |
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