Hyper Connectivity

Now, it has been long theorized that the autistic brain is hypo connected, meaning the neurons are not as connected as neurotypical people. Recent studies of autism genetic mutations (their word, not mine) reveal there is also a thing called hyper connectivity, meaning the neurons are even more connected. You want to know what I say to that? 


I knew there was a possible explanation to hyper sensitivity. I mean, have you even heard of sensory overload?  


World Autism Day Stream of Consciousness

So, it’s like World Autism Day or something….Autism Speaks, which wants to Make Autistics Neurotypical Again – as if they were neurotypical in the first place – still holds the TODAY Show firmly in its ironclad grip. I could not watch it after my mother left the room to lay down, to be honest.

With that out of the way, I would like to spend this time promoting Autism Acceptance, by describing what I do in a typical week. (A typical day is not too achievable.)

Monday, I clean the kitchen. Tuesday, I dust and vacuum the Great Room. Wednesday, I clean the bathroom. Thursday and Friday, I clean a bedroom each. I rest on the weekend, I guess. Every day, I cook 2-3 meals, do the dishes from each, walk a small dog, and help my mother with various tasks around the house (apartment).

I can change a tire. I can act neurotypical in public; I mask pretty well.

Apparently, since I’m not Dustin Hoffman or Jim Parsons or something like that, I fool people out of thinking I’m autistic.

Do you know why I prefer to call myself autistic?

Because I am autistic; it is in my DNA. There are a lot of eccentrics in my family, many of them showing autistic traits. Many people in the family refuse to accept this (poor things), while it is an accepted reality among others.

I have a young autistic cousin, in fact. I hope he can have a better story than mine, one of acceptance. Kids like him are why I fight.

I want autistic people to have an adulthood that does not include bitterness, like mine did for a while. Yes, I was bitter for a long time. The trouble is that I questioned my own rights to do something like not be able to handle a glass coffee press, for instance. (I learned almost too late there are metal ones which work just fine.) I don’t want my cousin to question if it’s okay to exist in his current form, quirks and all.

How Warrior Moms Baffle Me

I’ve noticed that “Warrior Moms” can be fairly common among the so-called “Autism Community” which only focuses on the parents, and very little (if any) on the kids. Perhaps I never really experienced a lot of “woe is me” from my mother, because my mother never really made it about herself. (I know two siblings who would disagree, but that’s for another time.) I talked to her about my previous post. She replied, “I had three other kids, all with their problems.”  

My conclusion is this: Sure, my mother was a warrior, and obviously a mom, but not a Warrior Mom in the self-aggrandizing, martyr of a Warrior Mom. Perhaps this is why they baffle me. I mean, unless the mother is autistic herself, I don’t see how autism really affects her any more than it does her kids.  

An Apology

I would like to apologize for sending what is the wrong message, and to reveal that it may have come from a wrong place. Unfortunately, my life experience was not what it seemed. All the learning that I got did not actually come together until I was in my thirties. Sure, my mother and father taught me how to run a household, but I really did not understand until then.  

One of the points that I did not intend to make is that people should be pushed beyond their abilities, without help and support. Not true, at least by me. I am saying now that help and support is perfectly well and good.  

Another point that I seemed to make is that a person is “broken” in accessing help and support. Again, not true. Accessing services and self-advocating are part of the autistic person’s landscape. I meant to say that teaching a person how to access services themselves, if they are able, will help alleviate fears that one may have about them when they are gone. I was trying to get the parents to stop fearing about their child’s future, which is common among parents of the autistic.

Quickshot – The Monster

Alright. I’ll level with you. The reason I am so pro-vaccine is the apparent hatred of autism from those anti-vaxxer parents. It feels like they would rather have a dead child than an autistic one. I am the worst-case scenario for them. I am the root of all their fear. I am a monster.  

Anti-vaxxers make me feel like a monster.  

Does that make any sense to you guys?