Aspie Kid; https://aspiekidblog.co.uk/
The pandemic has been a turbulent time for all of us, so I wanted to talk a little bit about my experience of being on the spectrum during lockdown and how COVID has affected me as an aspie.
Before the first lockdown, I was in quite a bit of denial about what the pandemic was going to entail. I don’t follow the news, so the first I heard about COVID was from school gossip. When my peers expressed the sentiment that the school would close due to the pandemic, I dismissed it out of hand. The school, close? That was unthinkable. School was foundational to my routines. In my mind, it was impossible that it should close…
And then we all know what happened.
Surprisingly enough though, when my school announced the upcoming closure, I was actually unconcerned. Rather, I was caught up in the hype that surrounded me – with my friends all cheering and messaging each other clips of the school newsletter announcing the closure – so I was able to get pretty excited about what we all thought would be an extra two weeks of holiday tagged onto Easter. How naive we were.
As it turned out, the first lockdown wasn’t actually so bad for me. I initially felt quite uprooted, as I know a lot of people did, and the fact that nothing was really certain about how long it would go on for was especially stressful. It became a matter of just taking it a day at a time.
Continue reading “Asperger’s and COVID-19.”
By Leyland: https://lelandlocke.wordpress.com/
It has been a very long time since I have been on a Breakfast Date. A lot went on this morning: I had an appointment with a General Nurse Practitioner. It was something important I had to do. And my medications are important, but, deep down, there is that kid in me that HATES doing things like going to the dentist. Anything concerning the closest resemblance to a Medical Procedure, I despise.
Then again, what type of person LIKES such things
Maybe it has to do with the being an “adult” part I despise so much in such affairs. You SHOULD go to the dentist. A person SHOULD go & get checked-out to get their medication… but, in the primal-part of a Hunter-Gatherer Society, is it necessary?
I suffer from Social Anxiety, along with other psychological maladies that make it awkward (sometimes, down-right frightening) to perform the grown-up role of keeping up with my health.
And I’m an all-out coward!
I had to be in the Practitioner’s Office at 8:45 a.m. It started off as a good morning. And it turned into a great day & night. But there was something strange & fun about me this morning. For example: while drinking my morning coffee, while reading-over my messages, during my time in the bathroom, brushing my teeth (starting the day) I was listening to Ghetto Sex Rap, sung by some very provocative Ebony Music Artists.
Continue reading “IHOP(e) – reflections on homelessness and kindness”
As I sit here in pain due to cutting corners financially, I can’t help but to contemplate my entire upbringing. Some people will never have to worry about what it feels like to live in a world where you cannot afford medical help especially as a child. I had no way of advocating for myself 20 years ago and because of that I endured years of pain. Now that I’m an adult and I have access to actual medical insurance, I’m able to take care of all of the things I needed to back then, well…almost.
I won’t get into the kind of surgery that I got recently, but I can tell you that although my medical insurance covered the majority of the fee, I still couldn’t afford it. The procedures totaled to over 8k in out-of-pocket expenses and I could only pay about half so, half of the procedure got done but unfortunately, I had to look elsewhere to finish it all. Elsewhere meaning a different country. I typically am really thorough with vetting any doctor before I let them do anything but I trusted my mother who told me she’s been going to this doctor for more than 20 years.
Continue reading “All I feel is paaaaaaiiin! Reflections on trauma and poverty”
By Bored City Girl: https://boredcitygirl.com/
Why does every social occasion have to involve alcohol?
I used to joke around with my friends talking about how I find it impossible to meet new people, or even to hang out with old people for longer periods of time if I am sober. I make fun of the fact that I have lost the ability to be sober around people because I find them ‘boring’.
It isn’t a joke anymore. I genuinely cannot bring myself to be sober in social settings involving more than two people (myself and the other person). Sometimes, I can’t even be sober when I am meeting just one other person. Especially if it is a date. I can count on my fingertips the number of people who have met me sober in the last five years in any social setting.
And I’m not just talking about drinking while I am out. Most of the times, I have a couple of glasses at home before leaving – to ‘get into the mood’. I think this habit started in college. All my college friends can attest to the fact that I have rarely, if ever, shown up sober to a single evening out. In fact, most college evenings are a blur for me – if not entirely missing from my memory. I black out at an alarming rate. So much so that when I don’t, I think it is a tiny miracle and become happy with my increased capacity for alcohol. Which inevitably leads me to overestimate my abilities and drink a lot more the next time round. Cue blackout.
Continue reading “My Little Issue – A Relationship with Alcohol”