Mental Health

The Anxiety Demon

When your natural autistic instincts lead you somewhere else than the majority’s instincts lead them, you learn to not trust anything– even yourself.

The Return of an Old Stim

What a joy it is was to make art. It used to be my whole world, and I devoted my life to it. Something strange

A snail shell with a gradient of pink to sea green as the spiral opens out on a lush green leaf

Ode to Joy

Autism is such a broad and new subject. It wears many faces, expressions, emotions, hindrances, and gifts. There are types not acknowledged formally and people

ripples

Bad Poetry, a Mask, & Truth

Trigger warning: this one is dark Content warning: bad poetry Fifteen years ago, I wrote a poem. This was fifteen years before I had a

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