I’m Autistic!

I can really relate to this post! Right down to the birth year and the intuitive feeling that I might have dodged a bullet by *not* having been diagnosed until later. A lot of my own sentiments are beautifully expressed here ๐Ÿ˜Šโค๏ธ


(CN: descriptions of ableism, ableist language, abuse, addiction, grunge culture, and a lot of navel gazing)

Well, this post is a long time coming. Those few people (if any) who read this blog without following me on social media have probably noticed something strange in my last few posts: I started identifying as autistic all of the sudden. Iโ€™m not in one of those bipolar states where I start thinking Iโ€™m an ancient, reincarnated deity, a really great painter, or someone who could make a good living as a televangelist. I really am autistic.

This diagnosis was a long time in coming. Iโ€™m not sure if I would have been better or worse off if diagnosed earlier. All I know, is Iโ€™ve suffered a great deal because of my neurodiversity, in ways Iโ€™m only now beginning to realize. Before, I blamed myself for the raw treatment I received. Ableism isโ€ฆ

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Re: #ToSiriWithLove I actually blame the publisher

Wow!!  Fantastic post!  Rarely do I reblog from the same source in rapid succession, but grrrrrl, you’re on fire!  I love your balanced rationality and thorough explanation.  Stepping back, taking a deep breath, and looking at the facts (even when it’s tough to do so), and spelling them out so patiently in a piece that takes such an original point of view, providing such original information.  Bravo, amiga!! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ

Fixing #ToSiriWithLove

Very, very brilliant post, by a very, very brilliant blog-writer! ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ve not been on Twitter much (I’ve found it way too triggering, doing more harm to me than good for me), and some of that is due to the presence of issues exactly like this. Not the backlash from the lovely #actuallyautistic peeps, of course–but the presence–and *persistence*–of books and underlying sentiments like this. The author of the book says something along the lines of, “you can’t criticize that which you haven’t read”, and there might be some truth to that, but on the other hand, one doesn’t have to read (yet *another*) account of an autism-critical NT lamenting about their child and actually-autistic people and autism itself, to get the general gist of the book. It’s yet another book in which the author criticizes that which they do not understand (and aren’t necessarily trying to understand). In a way, the author and her co-defendants are doing exactly what she’s/they’re criticizing *us* for >:(. And of course, she was given the book deal and will benefit financially from this, while autistic people often struggle to make ends meet and have a much smaller audience for their own books. It’s interesting how the autism biographers get more attention than the autistic autobiographers! But I’m rambling now ๐Ÿ˜‰ /end rant โค Great post!!! โค โค

On Being an Autistic Father

This, so much!! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ. Beautifully and eloquently expressed. Boom! ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’š

A Flickering Life


This week a major boycott erupted over the book To Siri With Love, in which a mother notes that she plans to have her autistic son sterilized. The autistic community spoke out vehemently against the idea. We are, of course, anti-eugenics and this defines eugenics. But thereโ€™s a big reason that it outrages me and itโ€™s in that picture up there.

My name is Austin Shinn and at the end of this month it will be 20 years since my diagnosis on the spectrum. At the end of this week it will be 18 months since that beautiful child Lola Faye Shinn entered my life. During the day, I am a full time caregiver to Lola. I am as much a father to Lola as a man can be and I am writing this to defend the idea of autistic parents.

To say the least, I am utterly in loveโ€ฆ

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The weird world of executive dysfunction

Lovely post! I can relate so much to this ๐Ÿ˜Šโค๏ธโค๏ธ

Silly Goose

Articles like this one have started to click with me in a way that few others do. It has inspired me to do something of a stream-of-consciousness-style ramble on the issue of executive function. Or executive dysfunction.
Iโ€™ve written about my tendency to procrastinate in at least a couple of my blog posts, which from a cursory glance in the wider โ€œblogosphereโ€, seems to be a trait which is almost fashionable to โ€œfess up toโ€ these days. A specific level of hipster-ironic โ€œI so canโ€™t even right now (but actually I can and in fact have proven that I can merely by writing this article to my huge social media fanbase AND have been paid with my very own by-line on a trendy website like Buzzfeed about how much I like tattoos and drinking tea (and drinking the latest speciality locally grown tattooed tea brewed in a shed inโ€ฆ

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#Autism Eclipse – The Dark Side of Passing

Amen to this!  Every word.  Putting on a mask is one of those survival strategies we may not even realize we’re doing.  Sometimes we’re so good at it that we even fool ourselves!  Such a brilliant and eloquent post ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ˜˜

My Autistic Dance


A Facebook post earlier got me thinking about the effort we expend in passing as non-autistic. The lengths we go to to conform. And what that costs us.

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Lost for words

Absolutely lovely post!  I think so many of us, myself included, can relate to practically everything said here.  The pedantism, the meltdowns, the loss of words…yep, this post sums it up! ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ

The Misadventures of Mama Pineapple

I often struggle to translate my thoughts into either speech or the written word.

Sometimes I lack the particular executive functioning powers required to organise and synthesise whatโ€™s in my mind, to present it to an external audience. At other times, the very fact that I have set myself the task of writing means that I have made a demandof myself. I have told myself I โ€œmustโ€ write. And the moment my brain seizes upon the notion of the imperative, some inner refusal mechanism kicks in.

But very often, itโ€™s something far more mechanical.

I found myself in a Twitter exchange a few months ago about how there are times when Iโ€™ll have phrases, sentences, paragraphs, and entire, in-depth arguments and treatises swirling around in my mind, only to discover that โ€“ when I attempt to commit them to the written form โ€“ they are not there.


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A Spectrum of Color

Incredible piece!  Autistic people write the best poetry I’ve ever seen, and this is an utterly amazing one ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’ซ

So Much Stranger, So Much Darker, So Much Madder, So Much Better

There is no end to the spectrum

Nor a beginning or a middle

There is no more or less

Only autistic

The spectrum is a sphere

One to which we all belong

A circle of autism that exists

Outside the realm of the neurotypical

Each our own beautiful shade

A unique mix of autistic traits

All varying hues and colors

On the wheel of autism

It is a spectrum of color

One blending into the next

A shared heartbeat

That drives us forward

We, the autistics

Cannot be divided

By your arbitrary lines

Or your terms of functioning

We are united together

By shared experience and love

A community of the outsiders

Come together in kinship

The spectrum has no end

Nor beginning nor middle

It is a rainbow infinity sign

Uniting us as autistic

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When only autism will do.

Another post I have always loved, since the day it was written!  So beautifully expressed.  Sonia is an incredible writer; I knew it would only be a matter of time before she got Freshly Pressed (which she did, on a different post).  A must-read! โค๏ธ