“Humans are social creatures” is a thing you will hear and see over and over again, particularly in any article or opinion piece about human beings. Everyone seems pretty settled on this, even Aristotle thought so, which has me perpetually wondering what the heck is wrong with me. “Be social” is actually an item written in my daily habit and chore tracker. I didn’t add it … Continue reading If humans are so sociable, then what’s my problem?
Once upon a time, I went to band camp. I wish that were the setup to some elaborate joke, but the only joke was me and my feeble attempts to make friends during those brutal two weeks over Summer vacation. Continue reading The Bubble Girl: Tales from the Kid in the Corner of the Room
I was feeling quite luxurious this morning, having followed up a standard shower with some body butter and lip balm. I’m more likely to massage someone else’s hands than my own, which I suppose is part of what made is so luxurious. But then I paused and laughed realizing that my version of “luxurious” didn’t include a stitch of make-up. I giggled, grabbed my purse, … Continue reading Barefaced
“Look me in the eye!” someone will say when they’re furious or deadly serious. Though we don’t often unpack it, eye contact has power. To look into someone’s eyes and have them look back at you can be intimidating for the same reason it can be exhilarating: it’s a moment of pure, unadulterated connection with another person. So it makes sense, then, for autistic people for … Continue reading Eye Contact
“Normal.” It’s a word that gets thrown around often. We act as though “normal” is a fixed point, a goal that can be achieved, or an object that can be obtained. But “normal” is nothing if not relative. Normal means merely “conforming to a standard; usual, typical, or expected.” What is “normal” for you can be completely foreign for the person who lives right next … Continue reading The New Normal
My home is full of animals. Being a guardian to animals, particularly a bunch of them, does require some sacrifices. I don’t have a lot of what I would consider “nice” things, simply because animals can be dirty and destructive, even accidentally. Sometimes they’re even just being jerks. (My cat Nero, for example, likes to look me in the eye while knocking a glass to … Continue reading My Four-Legged Therapist
[I guess we’ll get the shameless promoting out of the way first: If you haven’t gotten your tickets to Hannah Gadsby’s new show, “Douglas,” yet, grab ’em while you can! I know more dates will continue to be added, but tickets are going very fast.] In case you hadn’t heard by now, my partner and I got the chance to see Hannah Gadsby live (the … Continue reading Insides First