Let's start May off by looking back on everything that was covered during the months of March & April. Also, if you are new here, WELCOME! I am so glad to have you here! 💕 March's Blog Topics:
April (Autism ACCEPTANCE Month)'s Blog Topics:
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It is no secret that autistic police brutality is a real problem. From beatings & violent, wrongful arrests to deadly shootings; the aggressive force police use against us, autistics, is our unfortunate reality. In fact, I DON'T FEEL LIKE POLICE OFFICERS PROTECT ME at all, but to be quite honest, it is the exact opposite— I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO PROTECT MYSELF FROM POLICE OFFICERS. When I look at police officers, I see the grownup versions of my high school bullies. I knew for a fact that the majority of the guys who bullied me in school, the guys who made my high school, my middle school experiences a living hell were going onto college to study criminal justice to become police officers. It does make sense. The tough guys in school. The guys who bullied the quiet, meek girls like myself. They have the exact right type of personalities, the desire & the thrill deep inside of them to want to catch the bad guys. Of course they want to become cops! I have been absolutely petrified, absolutely terrified of police officers my entire life & that is the main reason why. In my mind, POLICE OFFICERS ARE BULLIES, people who misunderstand me, people who mistreat me, people who don't treat me like a human being. And no one, no situation has ever proven me wrong. Interacting with police officers causes me so much stress that my autistic traits become much more exasperated, much more visible than they are typically. But, even with how exaggerated my autistic traits become, I still don't "look autistic" in a stereotypical sense. I spent the majority of my life not knowing I was autistic, but despite that, I still knew that my interactions with police officers were dangerous. While I never act in ways that are considered "typical," that is exaggerated exponentially when I'm faced with high-stress situations, like when I'm in the presence of law enforcement personnel. And when police officers see someone not acting "typical," they often assume the worst & react in ways that put the life & the well-being of an autistic person, such as myself, at risk. I now know that the kind of stress police officers trigger inside of me causes autistic shutdowns. Before I knew I was autistic, I knew that I shut down when in the presence of police officers, but I had no explanation as to why that was. During an autistic shutdown, I more often than not become nonverbal, meaning, even if I wanted to talk, it would be impossible for me to make the words come out. And if I am able to talk during an autistic shutdown, I don't have control over what I am saying, my words often not making any sense. Acting in this way when conversing with police officers is extremely problematic because a person who acts like this is typically on drugs. I'm not on drugs; I never have been & I never will be. It's being autistic that makes me act this way. On top of that, it takes an extremely long time for me to process information & it takes exponentially longer when I'm highly-stressed. So, when spoken to by a police officer, I am often non-responsive. Not because I don't want to respond, but because I physically can't. I simply haven't had enough time to process whatever was just said to me OR that I was spoken to at all. Having an extremely long processing time is very common with autistics, but again, it is also very common with drug users. During the few interactions with police officers I've had in my lifetime, I have been told every time that there was something off about me, that they thought I was on drugs when they first interacted with me. It would have been SO helpful to know that I was autistic at the time I had those interactions rather than for those police officers to automatically assume that I was on drugs. The fact that it is automatically assumed that I am on drugs when I'm not is awfully troubling. This is why soon after I received my autism diagnosis, I designed myself an autism wallet card. This card explains that I am autistic, what autism spectrum disorder is, as well as certain behaviors that I may exhibit that others will likely perceive as unusual, but they are actually very typical behaviors of an autistic woman. I also wear a medical alert bracelet that contains my name, my diagnoses, & an emergency contact number. Plus, it states that I have a wallet card. I did this because I know that it isn't safe to reach for something without asking the police officer for permission first. But, since I often have trouble communicating verbally with police officers, I needed something that would allow me to safely communicate that I'm autistic & I have a wallet card without needing to speak. The reason why I have an autism wallet card & wear a medical alert bracelet is to protect myself from police officers, something that shouldn't be my job or my responsibility to do. Not only is a police officer's job to protect us, but I shouldn't have to disclose my disability in order to be treated with respect or to keep myself safe. My autism wallet card is pictured below (click on it to view it larger). Now, police officers aren't purposely harming autistic people. They simply aren't educated about how to recognize autism & the different behaviors autistic people exhibit. For example, when police officers see a person:
Autism Training & Education:
Police officers across the country & around the world are just not being properly educated or trained on how to treat & interact with autistic individuals. In fact, the type of & the amount of autism training that police officers receive is variable in different police departments in cities across the country. Plus, it's usually voluntary, not mandatory. Another problem is that the education police officers receive on autism tends to be tacked onto the end of the training on another topic. When this happens & only a short discussion is had about autism, how are police officers supposed to get the training, we, autistic people so desperately need them to have? On another note, it's hard to even pinpoint what constitutes as effective training. There is very limited research on how well various kinds of training programs work & ineffective training does more harm than good. There is also some research that suggests that while proper autism training makes police officers understand autism, it still doesn't make them any less likely to use force on autistic people. There really needs to be police training on autism that is standardized across all departments nationwide. However, some experts & advocates say that the best way to decrease violence is to minimize interactions between police & autistic people altogether. That just doesn't seem like a viable solution to me though, especially for autistic people like me, who drive. The Blue Envelope Program: The Blue Envelope Initiative represents a collaborative effort aimed at fostering a safer & a more understanding environment for autistic drivers during motor vehicle operator interactions & traffic stops. This program was just introduced in Massachusetts, the state in which I reside, earlier this month. It involves a Blue Envelope, which is intended to hold a driver's essential documents— a license, the car's registration, & a contact card. However, the significance of this envelope isn't that it is just a storage solution. This envelope features critical communication guidelines on its exterior, specifically tailored to assist law enforcement officers in recognizing & adapting their approach when interacting with a autistic drivers. While the thought behind this program is great & it shows that Massachusetts is trying, as an autistic driver, I don't love everything about the Blue Envelope Program. This is why I have a problem with the Blue Envelope Program:
Also, ever since the Massachusetts Police Department announced the introduction of the Blue Envelope Program, I have been reading numerous comments online from allistic people about how people who require a Blue Envelope in order to have simple conversations with police officers shouldn't be allowed to get behind the wheel. These comments are extremely hurtful & extraordinarily ableist. The people who made these types of comments clearly don’t understand autism or how it impacts people. I probably will get a Blue Envelope to keep in my car only because Massachusetts police officers recognize its purpose. But, it will either remain empty or I will put a few of my autism wallet cards inside of it. I don’t love the idea of keeping my driver's license anywhere other than my wallet. When Interacting With Police Officers, Autistic People May:
Key Facts About Autism, Disabilities, & Police Officers:
Internalized ableism is something that most, if not all, disabled, chronically ill, & neurodivergent people have experienced. But, first of all... What IS Ableism? Ableism is the discrimination of & the social prejudice against people with disabilities based on the belief that "typical abilities" are superior. Examples Of Ableist Comments About Autism & Autistic People:
Sadly, several of the above comments are said to me on a consistent basis. A few of them many, many years before I even knew I was autistic. And I have no choice but to take it. Hearing those things hurts. It really, really hurts. Examples Of Ableist Quotes By Temple Grandin, The "Face" Of Autism:
Now that we know what ableism is...
What IS Internalized Ableism? Internalized ableism is when people with disabilities absorb & believe the negative stereotypes & prejudices society holds about them. Examples Of Internalized Ableism For Autistic People:
ALL except for three of the above statements are true for me, in my experience of growing up autistic, & BEING AUTISTIC. This is one reason why it is so important to be kind & to not use ableist language. Your words really, truly matter. A LOT. Temple Grandin, that is. When many autistic people disclose that they are autistic, a common question they receive is, "Have you heard of Temple Grandin?" If you don't know who Temple Grandin is, she is an American animal science professor, public speaker, & author who is widely thought of as the "face" of autism. So, when many people think of autism or autistic people, they think of her. This is why many autistic people are asked if they have heard of her when they first disclose that they are autistic. When I was asked this question, I had not heard of her, probably because this was towards the beginning of my autistic journey of self-discovery. All of the literature I was choosing to read were written by women in their thirties & forties. Women who were much closer in age to me & therefore, their life experiences were very relatable to mine. Temple is in her seventies, so I know her life experiences are drastically different from mine growing up. However, as time went on, I have learned more & more about her & now I can tell you that there is so much about her that just doesn't sit right with me. Many other autistic people look up to her & call her a "hero" or an "inspiration," & this may surprise you, but Temple Grandin most certainly isn't a hero of mine. Before I tell you why that is, I would like to tell you about the positive things Temple Grandin has done for the autistic community.
Why Temple Grandin Isn't My Hero:
While, yes, Temple Grandin, one of the first openly autistic people, has done many great things for the autistic community, she will most certainly NOT be my hero until she changes her ableist views about autistic people. Throughout this blog, I have briefly mentioned how harmful ABA therapy is to autistic people, but I haven't gone into a whole lot of detail regarding what ABA therapy actually is & WHY it's such a problem. So, I'd like to take a moment right now to talk about that. Now, I'm gonna be upfront with you by telling you that I'm absolutely no ABA expert & I've had to do a lot of research in order to have enough content to write about in this blog post. What IS ABA Therapy? ABA stands for "applied behavior analysis" & simply put, it is a behavioral therapy specifically designed for autistic children. The History Of ABA Therapy: The Lovaas Method, later known as Applied Behavior Analysis, was developed by a man named Dr. Ole’ Ivar Lovaas in the 1960s. The premise was to use behaviorism to "treat" autistic individuals. ABA therapy focuses purely on behaviors with a goal to make the autistic child "indistinguishable from peers." When Dr. Ole’ Ivar Lovaas was practicing ABA therapy, he used rewards for desirable behaviors, as well as abusive punishments (including electric shock) for undesirable behaviors. The Problems With ABA Therapy:
There is SO MUCH controversy regarding ABA therapy in the autism community. While the majority of autistic individuals passionately dislike every aspect of this type of therapy & speak out against it; their parents, their teachers, & their medical professionals often disagree; calling it a miracle that "cured" their child of her or his autism or made significant improvements to their child's autism. Well, that simply isn't the case at all. And this is why.
What Is Autistic Masking, Anyway? Autistic masking, otherwise known as camouflaging, is sometimes used by autistic people to disguise or minimize specific autistic traits or behaviors in social situations. Why Do Some Autistic People Mask? Some reasons autistic people might mask include, but are not limited to:
Who Masks? While any autistic person may mask, it is more likely for autistic people to mask if they:
What Are Some Examples Of Masking?
What Are The Consequences Of Masking?
Masking & Me:
Ways I Masked Growing Up:
Ways I Mask As An Adult:
One of the last things I learned about when I became aware that I am, in fact, autistic, are the problems autistic people have with self-care. Now, I can tell you that in some ways, being as germaphobic as I am is a real blessing because that is why many of these self-care tasks actually get completed. If I wasn't so finicky about cleanliness, being a hygienic person would be much more of a problem for me. All my adult life, I have had to complete self-care tasks in a certain way in order for them to get done at all, or in order for them to get done in a timely manner, depending on what the task is. I know that if you are an allistic, or a non-autistic person, you are probably wondering what exactly makes self-care so difficult. This is why.
Let's take a moment now to talk about various self-care tasks.
Showering 🚿 Steps Involved:
That is over SIXTY steps (because some of these steps are actually two or three steps) that need to be completed in order to take a shower every night. Doing that EVERY single NIGHT is EXHAUSTING. I take a shower immediately after dinner every single night in order to ensure that my shower is completed in a timely fashion. If I didn't do that autistic inertia would get in my way. I don't use a hair dryer, so I like to shower several hours before going to bed. I don't use a hair dryer because:
The other night, my mom came knocking on the door after I had already taken my clothes off because she had taken her glasses off & couldn't remember where she put them. And she couldn't see to find them. She wanted ME to find them for her of course. I told her I couldn't because I had already taken my clothes off in preparation for my shower. Putting my clothes back on after I had taken them off just wasn't possible due to my executive functioning difficulties & autistic inertia. Asking a neurotypical person to do this might annoy her or him, but for an autistic person like myself, putting my clothes back on after I had taken them off would make it so my shower take many more hours to get completed. And following the routine of getting my shower done by a certain time is EXTREMELY important to me. If I wasn't so germaphobic, my shower might not get done at all with such an interruption, but I have certain rules that I follow. They are:
If my dad hadn't been home & able to find my mom's glasses for her, I know this would've turned into an ugly fight. The entire mindset of not being able to put clothes back on after taking them off is a foreign concept for neurotypical people & is one of the many things that make living in a neurotypical world so stressful & so frustrating. Especially when those people just tell me I'm strange & they don't take the time to understand the way I live or WHY I do the things I do. By the way, my mom's glasses ended up being in her bathrobe pocket, a location I would've NEVER looked in, even if I HAD tried to find them. Childhood Difficulties: Growing up, my dad continued to wash my hair in the kitchen sink until a very old age because I just couldn't tolerate doing it on my own. My mom told the neuropsychiatrist who evaluated me for autism that washing my hair when I was a child was incredibly difficult because I would scream if even one droplet of water made it into my eye. Eventually, my parents forced me to wash my own hair in the shower & that was so, so, SO HARD. And it caused so many fights & so many meltdowns. Putting my head under the shower water felt no different than as if someone was pouring rubbing alcohol over my head. And then it seeped under my eyelashes & into my eyes despite the fact my eyes were squeezed shut. No joke. As time went on, I came up with the coping mechanism of using a face cloth to shield my face from the water & that is something I still use to this day. This is why I decided to call my blog Splashed With Water. I talk more about it in my first blog post, if you would like to go back & read it. Rather than boring you, by giving you the step-by-step breakdown of the rest of the self-care tasks, I'll just talk briefly about the following: Dressing 👚 I have to get dressed the second I wake up because with autistic inertia, it will get to be two o'clock in the afternoon & I'll STILL be in my pajamas. Brushing Teeth 🪥 Until I was in middle school or high school, I used a children's strawberry-flavored toothpaste. My mom forced me to change to a normal "adult" toothpaste at some point around the teenage years. Because it's what normal people use. Until I got more used to it, the minty flavor made it feel like my mouth was literally on fire. 🔥 And I just had to live with it. When I was talking about this during my autism evaluation, my evaluating neuropsychiatrist asked me why I couldn't use a non-mint flavored toothpaste. My response? My mom told me I had to use mint because that's what EVERYONE uses, that's what "normal" people use. I always felt like I was abnormal & needed to force myself to be "normal" in order to be accepted. And my efforts didn't work because I STILL wasn't accepted. I still can't use mouthwash, even though my dentist recommends it because the mint is too strong & it burns my mouth. Mint is a flavor that autistic people tend to be way oversensitive to. Now it all makes sense to me, but my mom still makes fun of me because I adamantly dislike mint-flavored anything, including ice cream & chocolate. How could someone dislike certain flavors of ice cream & chocolate? 🤷🏻♀️ Using The Toilet 🚽 Due to autistic inertia & executive functioning difficulties, I have great difficulty getting up to use the toilet if I'm not already in the standing position, so if I happen to be in the standing position, I literally act like it's a bathroom emergency when it isn't because I know that if I didn't do that, I'm not going to use the bathroom until I take a shower that night, many hours later. I know how ridiculous that sounds, but it's absolutely true. When I was a child, I wouldn't flush the toilet after using it because I was completely terrified of the sound it made. I also wouldn't use the bathroom if my mom happened to be doing laundry at that time. The spontaneous & LOUD sound that the washer & dryer made would scare the living daylights out of me! A good night's rest is imperative for a person's health & wellbeing & I'm sure you know what I mean when I say that you just feel better when you're well-rested. However, this is MUCH easier said than done, especially when you're autistic. Being autistic is downright exhausting, so autistic people generally need more sleep than their neurotypical counterparts do. But, at the same time, sleep problems are very common in autistic individuals. This cycle is endless & a perfect example of that is the fact that it is after 1:30 in the morning as I am typing this. Bedtime procrastination is something that is very common with us autistics & it is something that I struggle with SO much. But, that is something I'll get to on another day. So, let's take this time to talk about autism sleep statistics:
When you get an illness or a disease, you begin to not feel like yourself. You're tired, grouchy, feverish, achy, congested, maybe you've got a runny nose, etc. Then you rest, take medicine, hydrate, & do whatever else you need to do in order to feel better. The ways you aren't yourself are known as symptoms & once the symptoms are gone, you're all better. Many people think that autism works similarly, so they call our autistic characteristics symptoms. However, autism isn't an illness or a disease, but it is a neurotype, or a difference in how the brain works. No autistic person could sleep enough or take any medication that would cause her or his autism to go away. In fact, the majority of autistic people feel the most like themselves when they are exhibiting their autistic traits. So, if you were to take away their autism, they would NO LONGER be themselves. However, unlike the majority of autistic people, I personally want my autism to go away. I dislike every aspect of myself that is related to me being autistic because it is SO disabling. And it makes me unable to achieve the things in life that my allistic, or non-autistic counterparts have achieved many, MANY years ago. Being financially secure, having a close circle of people who care about me, getting married, having a family, living a happy & fulfilling life, & more. The goal for the majority of autistic people isn't to remove autism & using words like symptoms to describe us being us makes it feel like that is the goal. We refer to our autistic characteristics as traits so we don't feel like we, ourselves are an illness or a disease.
For me personally, while I do wish I could remove the autistic part of myself, I refer to my autistic characteristics as traits. As much as I want to remove the autism, I know that no matter what I do, I won't be able to remove it. You can remove symptoms, but you can't remove traits. So, the next time you are describing autism, please use the word "traits" instead of the word "symptoms." WELCOME to the first Autism Acceptance Month blog post of 2024! Today, I wanted to take a few steps back & go over some autism terms & what they mean. I use many of these terms throughout my blog & I try to provide definitions as I write. It's always good to take the time to pause & review what some of these terms mean though. And there's no better time to do that than when we're kicking off Autism Acceptance Month! Important Autism Terms & Definitions:
Happy first day of Autism Acceptance Month & Happy April Fools Day (a day that is surely hated by the majority of the autistic community for obvious reasons)! But, today is special for another reason, too— it's Splashed With Water's 1st birthday! I began this blog as a way to spread awareness & acceptance of autism in my community & beyond; launching it on April 1, 2023 as a way to kickstart my first-ever Autism Acceptance Month with a BANG! I wrote precisely eighty blog posts over the last year, so I thought a fun way to celebrate Splashed With Water's 1st birthday would be with blog superlatives. After today, I'll do my very, very best to write about a different Autism Acceptance related topic most days of the month. That's what Autism Acceptance Month is all about after all, right?! Thank you so much for spending your time, hanging out with me, in my little corner of the internet, as I like to call it! 💕 Blog Superlatives:
I am typically reminded several times a week that I am autistic. What I mean by that is things are constantly happening in my life that I know wouldn't happen if I was allistic, or if I wasn't autistic. When these things happen to me, I tend to say in my head, "[This particular thing] happened because I'm autistic." & then I feel all sad & mopey on the inside. I really wish it wasn't this way because it's part of what makes being autistic feel so disabling. But, I blog about my life. And this is the type of thing I deal with every day. This my real life that I'm sharing with you, so here we go. This is the story of how purchasing a new winter coat reminded me that I am in fact, autistic. All winter long, the threads in my winter coat have been repeatedly breaking, leaving large gaping holes behind. Rather than continuously repairing the damage, I decided that it was time for a new coat. This coat is very old, anyway. The best time to purchase a winter coat is at the end of the season, when everything is on clearance, so now is the PERFECT time for a new one. The task of purchasing a new coat that I will wear almost daily for almost half the year is overwhelming to say the least, especially for an autistic person such as myself. These are the three main reasons why:
The Return Process:
This is where it gets really complicated. I purchased these two coats from Walmart's online marketplace. So, it wasn't actually Walmart who I bought the coats from, but I could return it there. I kept the deep purple coat in my car for about a week & a half, so that I wouldn't have to remember about it on the day I actually needed it. Walmart is a close drive for me, but one of my dog walking clients lives less than two miles from Walmart, so I wanted to return this coat on a day that I didn't have to go anywhere after walking this particular client's dog. It took twelve days before I had time to go to Walmart after walking this client's dog. My entire life is based around doing things in the most efficient manner, so that whatever I do outside of my home takes up the least amount of time possible. Because of my depleted energy levels, as well as my executive function difficulties, doing all my errands on a single day when I'm already in the area for another reason (such as visiting a client's dog or cat) is what works best for me. Anyway, after parking my car, I took the deep purple coat (still in the bag it was shipped in), into Walmart & found the customer service desk. The older woman who helped me was incredibly grouchy. Right away, she complained about the size of the coat (what winter coat isn't large?!) & to be completely honest, I was pretty intimidated & frightened by her. I showed her the barcode on my phone that was connected to the coat I wanted to return & she scanned it. But, I was really confused because she kept making comments about how the coat I was returning wasn't red. I never purchased or received any red coats, so I had no idea what she was talking about. I was scared of her though, so I just let her do her thing & I didn't speak up. She printed out a receipt with the coat's tracking number on it & the amount that I would be refunded. I looked the receipt over as I was walking away because I never trust that people are doing their jobs correctly. I was glad that I checked because the refund she issued me was for the incorrect amount. The coat I was returning was $5 more than the coat I was keeping. And the refund I received was for the coat that was at home! I went back to the customer service counter to ask her about it & she told me that the coat I gave her wasn't red. It was then that I realized why she had been talking about a red coat. 💡 The packing slip inside the shipping bag said that I purchased a red coat & a purple coat. Red wasn't even a color option for the coat I had purchased. I was SO confused by this! ⁉️ I had never even looked at the packing slip because I received exactly what I ordered. The woman returned the purple coat (which was at home) because the coat I gave her wasn't red. When I showed her the picture of the coat on my phone with the price I paid for it, she yelled at me & told me I should've shown her that from the very beginning. I thought I did though because I showed her the barcode, which she scanned & I would think that the barcode would tell the customer service person which coat I was returning & how much to refund. ⁉️⁉️ The only reason I didn't question the customer service woman originally was because I was intimidated & scared. I have lived my entire life having to endure pervasive mistreatment from everyone around me & I am quite certain that it has caused post-traumatic stress disorder, something that more than 40% of autistic individuals struggle with. The reason I didn't speak up was because I was simply autistic & afraid. In the end, a much kinder & younger woman (who was also working behind the customer service desk) called the seller I had purchased the coats from to get the remaining $5 refunded. Going to the store to return something is such a simple task, but being autistic turned it into such a big headache. And it was all because the person helping me wasn't kind. This is something that could've been avoided completely if the person helping me had exhibited kindness & had not been so intimidating. This is the type of thing that I deal with on a daily basis because I am living with autism. For those of you who are also autistic, I hope this story helps you feel less alone. And for those of you who are allistic, I hope this story helps illustrate how difficult it is to be an autistic woman living in a neurotypical world. 💙 Today is my one year anniversary of me finding out I'm autistic (I can't believe it!), so in celebration of that, here are some things I've learned over the past year:
Since I posted so many times during the month of April, I thought it would be good to look back on everything that was covered during April, or Autism Acceptance Month. I had been thinking that I wouldn't post quite as often once Autism Acceptance Month was over, but I have been finding blogging very therapeutic, so who knows?! Also, if you are new here, WELCOME! Side-Note: I gave a stack of business cards to my physician, who asked me if it would be okay to give my cards to some of her patients. If you received one of my business cards from your physician, I wanted to welcome you personally. Especially since you & I likely have some similarities to our stories, don't be too shy to reach out! 💕 Autism Acceptance Month Blog Topics:
I can't believe we've made it to the end of April already! Let's wrap up Autism Acceptance Month by talking about how you should react if someone in your life chooses to disclose an autism diagnosis to you. I was lucky that when I disclosed my struggles & my diagnosis, most people reacted correctly without any guidance, but unfortunately, that's not always the case. This is what autistic people REALLY want from you. The DO's Of Reacting To An Autism Disclosure:
The DON'T's Of Reacting To An Autism Disclosure:
As I talked about earlier in this blog, when I received my autism diagnosis back in October 2022, I knew that I wanted to share it, as well as my experiences & my knowledge in order to spread more awareness & acceptance of autism & the many ways it can look. However, what I was not aware of was how rewarding & fulfilling that would feel, thanks to the unbelievable amount of love, positive responses, & support I received in return. As I was reading about autism disclosure & what other newly diagnosed autistic people went through, whether in autism books or memoirs or posts in autism support groups on Facebook, I have to admit that not knowing how people would react to this news was quite scary, especially after reading about other people's disclosure experiences, some which were pretty horrible. However, I knew that I wanted to "come out" as autistic to people. (Yes, coming out isn't just for sexual orientations & is also a term used for other aspects of life. Autistic people "come out" as autistic (or disclose their autism) if they so choose as well!) I felt like I had been misunderstood my entire life & I wanted people to get me, to understand me. Autism would explain all of my quirks, all of my difficulties, from early childhood through adulthood. However, I knew that there was a huge risk that I would get reactions that would be inappropriate, upsetting, make me uncomfortable, or all of the above. Before the idea of starting a blog even came to mind, I shared my struggles & my diagnosis with roughly eighty people, from all different aspects of my life. I began with telling family, close friends, former teachers, neighbors, & people I interact with on a regular basis. Later on, as I gained more comfort, I expanded the circle of people who knew to even more neighbors, my parents' friends & colleagues, & people who I went to school with, many who had to have been aware of the intense bullying I experienced all throughout my educational journey. I was extremely surprised that out of those eighty-ish people I "came out" to, only one of those people reacted in a way that made me uncomfortable. I was the most worried about this particular person's reaction, but it was a family member that in the goodness of my heart, I felt that I couldn't exclude due to sharing this news with everyone else in my family. I began writing my autism disclosure email in early September 2022. This was roughly a month & a half prior to receiving my autism diagnosis & roughly three months before being ready to send this email out for the first time. I sent this email out twice, to two separate groups of people & posted a similarly-worded Facebook post as well. I reread & revised this email almost everyday from the time I wrote it until I actually sent it out (a definite autistic trait). I received SO many compliments about how well-written this email was from those who received it. Multiple people told me they read it once & then reread it again & again. I was told many times from a multitude of people that I am such a talented writer. This is something that was true from the time that I was a child, as well. From rereading notes written by my former teachers, my elementary school, middle school, & high school teachers all seemed to agree that written communication was a strength of mine while verbal communication was a weakness (another autistic trait). As a child, it was easier to write a poem about how I was feeling than to just say it. Now, it is easier to write a letter or a blog post about how I feel than it is to talk about it.
The decision to start a blog was the result of how people reacted when I shared my struggles & my diagnosis with them, how rewarding & fulfilling that felt, as well as being complimented so many times about my writing. I wanted to branch out a little further by starting an autism acceptance blog & online boutique to help make a difference in the best way I know how: through writing & design! My background is in graphic design, but being complimented so many times about my writing solidified that going down this completely new avenue & combining these two things might be worth exploring because of my newfound passion for autism advocacy, as well as employment-related difficulties (which I now know is due to being autistic). This winter, during a deep & lengthy conversation about my struggles & my experiences I had with one of my neighbors, she told me I should write a book. At this point, I'm unsure about whether or not I'll get to the point where getting a book of my own published is a realistic goal, but I shared with my neighbor that I have been working really hard on getting a blog up & going with the goal of launching April 1st, just in time for Autism Acceptance Month. This blog would be a great step towards writing a book if that is something that is in my future. I am so excited to see what the future holds for me, but I am even more excited that you are coming along for the ride! I'm feeling kind of sad as I type this out because my aunt & my grandma were visiting for the past several days & they left this morning. Side-Note: I tried to blog as much as I could while my aunt & my grandma were visiting, but posting blogs are very time-consuming, so I could only get one blog posted while they were here (sorry!). It takes me anywhere from one hour to several hours to put one blog post together, depending on the blog's topic. I design all graphics that go in my blogs myself & that's the most time-consuming part. The writing portion doesn't take that much time, especially since I've always been a very strong writer. If you look back on notes written from my teachers back from when I was in school, my elementary through high school teachers all seemed to agree that my written communication was much stronger than my verbal communication. That is the way I [still] feel as well & is a very common thing among autistic people. It is also one of the reasons why I decided to give blogging a try. Up to this point, the blog that took me the longest to put together was April 12th's blog, The Harm of Autism Function Labels (the linear & circular autism spectrum graphics took a very, very, VERY long time to create!). Back The Topic Of This Blog... FAMILY: My family is my entire world 🌎— they always have been & they always will be. I mean, lots of people are family-oriented, but for me, there's a bigger reason why. I know a lot of the reason my family takes up so much of my heart & so much of my world is because I depend on my family to take on roles that friends typically take on in people's lives. As sad as it is, throughout my life, I historically could never depend on friends. From having friends in general; to making plans with them & having the plans happen when, where, & how I expected them to; to leaning on them for emotional support in times of need. This is as true now as when I was a child, so because of this, my family was always extra important to me. Growing Up In Such A Family-Oriented Town... Without Family
I've lived in Shrewsbury, Massachusetts ever since I was 2½ years old. This town, & New England in general, is incredibly family-oriented. I love the strong family values that New Englanders have. Many people I grew up with had all their grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. living less than an hour's drive from them. Many people I know who are in my parents' generation grew up in Shrewsbury themselves & also attended the Shrewsbury public schools, some having the same teachers my brother & I had growing up. Growing up in a town where so many people were surrounded by their extended family, but I didn't have that was really hard on me, & it still is. I wanted more than anything to not have to get on an airplane to see my grandpa & my aunts. Now, my grandpa lives just five minutes down the road from me, but it's because he needs my mom & I to be taking care of him. So, I can't depend on him now like I could when he was healthy. My aunts living so far away from me is really, really hard on me though; especially since I've seen how loving & supportive they have been with all that I have been going through this past year. My Aunts Are Amazing People! I have learned so much about myself & about the world that I am now a part of over the past several months. Both of my aunts are people who have been wanting to learn & wanting to be more educated about autism-related issues that I wasn't aware were effecting my life in such big ways until recently. Having the love & support of motherly figures who are not my mom has been incredible & very much needed, especially since I've been feeling like at home, it is wished that I was neurotypical, & I often feel that I do not belong, always [unintentionally] saying or doing the wrong thing. With my aunts, I can just be myself. If they have a question about something I'm doing or saying, they'll ask me about it with love in their hearts, & we can have an open & honest conversation about it without judgement being an issue. Being able to have in-person conversations with both my aunts this month & last month has been absolutely amazing. While I know that they're both there for me always, sometimes the type of love that I need can just not be achieved over text or through conversations on the phone, but is only possible in person. My aunts are doing everything right & are treating me exactly the right way without being told what to do or say, which feels so, SO good. If you have family close-by to you, please cherish them. I so wish I had what you have! And to my aunts: thank you for being so amazing 💕! Today is April 23rd, my younger brother's birthday! Thinking back, to when I was a little girl, there were two memories that could've been my first childhood memory. The only reason I don't know which one was my first memory is because they both happened the same year, at around the same time of year. One of those memories was visiting my mom & my baby brother in the hospital right after he was born & the other was visiting the house I grew up in before it was ready to be lived in. What does my brother's birthday have to do with autism?
Growing up, April 23rd was the day I disliked most & I feel really terrible admitting that, or typing that out. Now, I'm trying to come across in the best way possible because I love my brother & his birthday is definitely a day to celebrate. When we were kids, our grandparents would always come visit from New York & Pennsylvania for our birthdays too & that was always a really special treat. I would give anything for a visit from my grandparents, something I didn't get nearly enough of. The reason why I disliked April 23rd so much was because of one simple reason: having to say the words, "Happy Birthday!" to my brother when I got up in the morning. I had so much anxiety over that that it caused me to dislike that day so much. In fact, I even remember there being birthdays in the past where I didn't wish him a happy birthday at all & then I got in A LOT of trouble for it. I'll tell you this: I wanted more than anything to wish my brother a happy birthday, but I just couldn't. Like, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get the words to come out. At all. It was horrible because it made me feel & look like a terrible older sister & person, but having to initiate conversation first in the morning, even something as simple as wishing him a happy birthday, was an incredibly uncomfortable thing for me to do. When it was my parents' birthdays, I had no trouble wishing them a happy birthday, but when it came to my brother, it was SO dang hard & I didn't know why. Until now. There were multiple reasons why this was, but I think the main reason was the fact that he was close to me in age. It had always been very difficult for me to relate to & to converse with people who were my age. The other reason was the fact that he was just so different from me. He was so loud & rambunctious as a child that it was extremely intimidating, so the idea of needing to be the one to initiate conversation was absolutely terrifying. Even as we grew up & he became less that way, what I remembered was what he was like as a little boy, so I wasn't able to change the way I felt or reacted when April 23rd came around. Once he went off to college & then after college, when he entered the workforce, April 23rd was a much easier day for me because I didn't see him first thing in the morning, so could either text him or say, "Happy Birthday!" at the same time my parents did. Saying "Happy Birthday!" at the same time as other people wasn't an issue. It was saying it individually that was a problem for me. Now when I think back, it makes me so sad, the number of things I got in trouble for when I was a little girl & even when I was older, because we didn't know I was autistic at the time. This is just an example of one of those things. Now, if you're allistic, or non-autistic, you might think that receiving an autism diagnosis, especially as an adult, would be quite crushing. Let me tell you, it's not. In fact, it's quite the opposite. At the end of my evaluation, when my evaluating psychiatrist told me that I am in fact, autistic, the instant wave of relief that I experienced was absolutely incredible & was like nothing I have ever experienced before in my life. What would've been crushing is if I went through this whole thing & I did not receive this diagnosis. Because then, I would've been like, "Now what?!" Receiving an autism diagnosis isn't like receiving other medical diagnoses. Let's take cancer for example. You thought you were a perfectly healthy thirty-something-year-old, but now they've found a malignant tumor. I'm sure if I were in that situation, that would absolutely shatter me to the core. There's nothing about an autistic person that changes when they receive a diagnosis. This is something that that person has had since birth. It's just that now, there's finally a name that can explain all of the lifelong struggles that this person has had.
I knew since mid-June, when my doctor first brought this up & I first began reading about autism spectrum disorder & what it looks like in girls, in women, & in adults, that I am autistic. Reading those articles & that literature was like reading descriptions of myself. Receiving this diagnosis was only confirming what I already knew about myself for all of these months. I will never forget the afternoon of October 20, 2022 because I was so elated to finally know for sure why I struggled for so long, why my childhood was so difficult. Why I'm having so much trouble achieving the things I should be able to achieve as an adult, but can't. Getting this diagnosis was the answer to a plethora of medical & social difficulties I've had from my early childhood into adulthood & that is a good thing. During a birthday celebration that my family threw for my grandfather this past winter, one of my mom's cousins told me that I looked much more confident than the last time she saw me, slightly less than a year ago. The last time she saw me, I didn't know I was autistic. I've never been a confident person, so I certainly didn't feel confident. But, now when I think about it, I think what my mom's cousin could've seen is the relief that just a few months prior to that party, I was finally able to understand myself on a much deeper level than was ever possible at any other point in my life. The sadness that comes along with autism is caused by the fact that I've had so many struggles throughout my life. Now I know that autism has caused all of these struggles, but I've never known a life without autism. It just took over thirty years for me to know that autism was the reason for all of the challenges in my life. No, it really doesn't. At least not in my view. That was just a fun play on words I thought of for today's topic. One of the things that is common among autistic people is their tendency for having a lot of rules & rituals that control their lives. For me personally, I don't have a lot of those, except in two very specific areas of my life. One of those areas is my dogs, which brings us to yesterday evening's frustration. Yesterday evening, my mom told me that she bought my dogs a new box of dog biscuits. Any neurotypical person would be thankful to have a mom who did that for them & I would've, as well, if she had bought the right type of treats. Now, I know how ridiculous this sounds, especially to any neurotypical dog parent who is reading this. But, & I'm not kidding; I am only one in my family who can buy dog food & treats correctly. There are very specific things I look for when purchasing dog food & treats. These Are My Rules For Purchasing Dog Food & Treats:
I don't allow my dogs to eat any dog food or treat that doesn't fit follow ALL FOUR of those rules. Clearly, my dogs eat better than I do. The particular type of dog biscuits my mom purchased didn't fit into three out of four of those rules. I know being this particular & getting this upset over a box of dog treats might seem ridiculous. But, I have done SO much dog food & treat research over the years that my dogs eating biscuits in the box that my mom bought would've been torturous for me. Feeling this way is absolutely not ridiculous for an autistic person. The next part of this situation that was upsetting was that I had to go exchange the box of dog biscuits RIGHT THEN. At six o'clock in the evening. After I thought I was home for the rest of the night. After I was already in that shopping plaza three hours earlier & needed to go the the shopping plaza again the next day, to visit a cat sitting client. Or my dogs would have to be fed those biscuits that I didn't want them to eat because there were no dog biscuits in the house & no one told me. I am extremely conservative with gas & drive with efficiency. So, driving to the same shopping plaza multiple times in the same day when I had to go to that plaza again the next day anyway made no sense to me. I tried to make sense with my mom, but couldn't. Yes, I still live with my parents. (Thanks, Autism.) So, off I went to PetSmart to exchange a box of dog biscuits. I picked out something that fit all of my qualifications, paid the $1.06 difference & drove home. When I got home, my mom happily asked me what I dog biscuits I picked out, so I showed her. This whole situation put me in a bad mood for the whole rest of the night & I am still frustrated about the tiny amount of unnecessary extra gas I had to use yesterday evening. The reason why? Anger rumination. A term I had never heard of until I knew I was autistic. It is something that a lot of other autistic people also struggle with.
What Is Anger Rumination?: Anger rumination is the tendency to dwell on upsetting & frustrating experiences that happened in the past. Why Am I Telling You This?: No, I am not telling you about this to vent about my evening yesterday. I am telling you about this because this is what it's like to be an autistic woman. I hope this helped you get a little glimpse into my life, the life of an autistic woman. I had a blog topic planned for today, but due to a phone call I received yesterday afternoon, I'm straying from it & blogging about something totally different (which is difficult for autistic people to do) instead. So, let's talk about autism resources! When you get an autism diagnosis, the next step is typically... you guessed it... resources! The resources that come after the diagnosis are SO overwhelming! Or, at least that's how it was for me. I decided to post about this instead of my planned topic because my vocational rehabilitation counselor called me yesterday afternoon to check in. There were multiple resources I applied for once I had my diagnosis. One of the resources I applied for was vocational rehabilitation services. What Is Vocational Rehabilitation?: Vocational rehabilitation is a process that helps people with lifelong & acquired disabilities find, get, & keep meaningful employment. All states have vocational rehabilitation services, but they might be called different things depending on the state. Now you know why this is so overwhelming for me. I have mentioned multiple times throughout this blog that anything & everything relating to employment causes intense amounts of stress & anxiety for me. The last time I had seen or spoken to my vocational rehabilitation counselor was back on Thursday, February 9, 2023; when I had my initial in-person meeting with him. That was roughly two months ago. During that meeting, I explained some of my anxieties involving employment & also showed him what I had done so far with my Splashed With Water website. Back in February, this website looked nothing like it looks now because it was not nearly as far along as it is right now. It was also not a live (or published) site at the time.
During today's conversation with my vocational rehabilitation counselor, I shared with him the link to this website, which he took a peek at while speaking with me. From what my autistic self could tell, he seemed quite impressed & asked if he could share it with the rest of the office. Of course, I gave him permission to do that. I also told him to be sure to let me know if any of his colleagues had any thoughts or feedback regarding my site. He then asked me what I actually wanted him, as my vocational rehabilitation counselor, to help me with. What I actually wanted to outcome of the vocational rehabilitation services to be. To be completely honest with you, that was a difficult question for me to answer. What I told him was that I think the traditional, corporate-style job is the safest choice & the choice that everyone who loves & cares about me wants me to make. However, I personally feel that that is not the best choice for me personally due to the fact that I think it could very likely be detrimental to my mental & physical health & wellbeing. I told him that what I think the healthiest thing for me to do is to focus on this website & make this new business work for me. Was that the right answer? I don't know, but I'm trying to figure it out. What I can tell you though is I really hope this business works for me. I can feel the burning passion inside of me as I type this blog post out. 🔥 Autism disclosure is a very personal issue that people within the autistic community are very divided on. Some people are very open about it & tell anyone & everyone. Others disclose in stages, disclosing first to their innermost circle, working out as more & more comfort is reached. Some people like to tell only their closest friends & family. And lastly, there are the people who like to keep their autism completely to themselves. MY Autism Disclosure Process: I personally fall into the second group of people listed above, being someone who disclosed in stages. This is how I went about it. Please keep in mind, there is no right or wrong way to disclose your autism & disclosing your autism isn't something you have to do at all.
WHY I Chose To Disclose My Autism Diagnosis: At first, I chose to disclose be better understood, accepted, & supported by family & close friends, as well as people who I interact with on a regular basis. I later disclosed to an even larger group of people with the purpose of educating them in effort to spread more autism acceptance & awareness in my community. Thinking About Disclosing YOUR Autism Diagnosis?:
Remember, there's no right or wrong way to disclose your autism diagnosis & you absolutely don't have to do it the way I did it. Some Things To Keep In Mind:
Multiple times throughout this blog, I have referenced the three levels of autism, but what exactly do the levels of autism mean? And what's the difference between them? Let's get into that right now. Each person who received an autism diagnosis after May 2013 (when the DSM-5 was published) was diagnosed with level 1, level 2, or level 3 autism. The difference between the levels is simply the level of support that a person needs in his or her daily life, with level 1 autistics needing the least amount of support & the level 3 autistics needing the most amount of support. I am a level 2 autistic, so that means that I fall right in the middle. Level 1 Autism Spectrum Disorder:
Level 1 autism was formerly known as Asperger’s syndrome, high-functioning autism, or the mildest form of autism. It is very important to remember that these terms are no longer used & using these terms are actually harmful to the autistic community. You can read more about that in my prior blog post about the harm of autism function labels. Although there isn’t just one set of characteristics that level 1 autistic children AND adults have (remember autism is a spectrum with a very wide array of characteristics), there are some traits & experiences that level 1 autistics tend to have in common:
Level 1 autistic people might also experience depression or anxiety that is the direct result of social difficulties. They also tend to get bullied or left out of social situations, which can lead to mental health issues & difficulties later in life. I personally experienced very severe bullying from early childhood all the way through college, with the worst of it being in my mid-teens & beyond. I will get more into this in a future blog post. Level 2 Autism Spectrum Disorder: Level 2 autism is where I fall on the autism spectrum. This level is in the middle of the spectrum & usually requires substantial support for independent & successful daily living. Level 2 autistics tend to experience all of the level 1 characteristics, but to a greater degree. They also might have more noticeable stimming behaviors (sometimes called restricted or repetitive behaviors). Stimming isn't something to get rid of unless it causes harm to the autistic person or to the people around them. Hair pulling, biting, slapping, & banging the head against something are all examples of harmful or dangerous stims that should be gotten rid of or exchanged for another stim that isn't harmful or dangerous. Level 3 Autism Spectrum Disorder: Level 3 autism was formerly known as low-functioning autism or severe autism. However, it is very important to remember that these terms are no longer used & using these terms are actually harmful to the autistic community. You can read more about that in my prior blog post about the harm of autism function labels. Level 3 autistics require very substantial support for daily living. This means that they would benefit from more assistance & more accommodations at home, at school, at work, in the community, in relationships, etc. in order to live as independently & as successfully as possible. Level 3 autistic people may also need a lot more supervision, even in adolescence & adulthood than level 1 & level 2 autistic people do. Level 3 autistic children AND adults tend to experience all of the level 1 & level 2 characteristics, but to a much greater degree. Some other common characteristics of level 3 autistics are:
Final Thoughts: The levels of autism are the medical community's way to help clarify the needs & abilities of autistic individuals. It is also important to remember that individuals across all areas of the autism spectrum have amazingly unique strengths & abilities that neurotypicals often do not have. We need to remember to recognize & support these strengths & abilities as well. Regardless if someone is a level 1, a level 2, or a level 3 autistic person, all autistic people experience this world very differently from each other. We all may struggle with daily living, but in very different ways. In my previous blog post about Autism Speaks, I briefly mentioned that my life would be so much easier I wasn't autistic & that I wish I wasn't autistic, but I didn't get into why I feel that way. Let's take a moment to get into that now. Why I Wish I Wasn't Autistic:
I know I am not like most autistic people, but this is truly how I feel about being autistic & how I think being autistic hinders my life. I would be elated if there was a cure for autism, or even if there was a medication (with minimal side effects) I could take that could get rid of my autistic traits, but, at the same time, I know that that isn't going to happen. At least not in my lifetime. I am someone who was brought up to be accepting of all people: different religions, different backgrounds, different cultures, different disabilities, etc. So, whether you are autistic or not, all I ask is that you are accepting of me regardless of whether you think similarly or differently from me. I am using Splashed With Water as a way to educate, but also to share what it's like to be an autistic woman & thinking these thoughts is part of what being an autistic woman is like for me. Now that we've covered why I DO want a cure for autism, let's talk about why most autistics disagree with me.
Why Autistics Don't Want A Cure For Autism:
You'll find that throughout this blog, my personal opinion often differs from the opinion of the autistic community as a whole. When that happens, I'll do my best to cover both sides. I hope doing it this way was helpful to you. This also shows you that all autistic people are different from one another, just like how all neurotypical people are different from one another. Part of the reason I started this blog was to use my voice to help others in the autistic population. Our voices matter & no matter how much you read about or study autism, you'll learn the most valuable information from autistic people themselves because they are the only people who truly know what it feels like to be autistic. Autistic voices have been silenced, ignored, & talked over by allistic, or non-autistic, people for decades. Sadly, this has resulted in higher suicide rates, lower life expectancies, & higher rates of PTSD, depression, & anxiety for autistic people across all levels of autism. Personally, I feel that much of the time, I am talked over or ignored, unless I'm having a one-on-one conversation with someone who is very clearly giving me his or her full attention. I know this is part of the reason I have anxiety about expressing myself, even among close family. I felt this way a very, very, VERY long time before I knew I was autistic. We DO NOT need your voices. We NEED our voices to be heard. So, please remember to stop & listen to us. It really matters & you doing that one simple thing will really make a difference. Some Other Things To Remember:
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