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:
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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:
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 Halloween! Well, maybe it's a Happy Halloween to you, but it's not for me. I've never liked this haunting holiday. So, there. I've come out & said it. I don't like Halloween! Now, having said that, if you're a Halloween-loving person, that's no biggie. In fact, one of my closest friends has a Halloween birthday & I just love her excitement around this frightful day. But, for me, Halloween just isn't my day. And that's okay, too. This Is Why:
I don't dislike everything about Halloween, so this is what I do like about the holiday:
Halloween Challenges For Autistic People:
How You Can Help:
I had a very interesting conversation with my dad about why I've never been successful in the workplace that I'd like to tell you about. I had been sitting at the coffee table, filling out paperwork about my disabilities all afternoon & the last question stumped me: Use this space to write any additional information about why you cannot work. I had put SO much information on all of the other pages of that form explaining why I cannot work that I simply felt like I didn't have anything else to add unless I repeated myself. So, I asked my dad, "Why do you think I cannot work? I want to see if you have any other ideas that I haven't thought of already." My dad has a better understanding of me than most people do because we're so similar to each other. He took a moment to think & then said, "My impression of it is that it's because you can't handle criticism. And because of that, you work ineffectively, which then causes you to get fired." I had never thought of it that way before, but what my dad said was absolutely true. I can't handle criticism. Before we go any further though, I'd like to clarify something. It isn't that I CAN'T work because truthfully, depending on the specifics of the particular job, I CAN work. What I can't do is work for someone else, in the traditional sense. If it's a job where someone is supervising me, that's the problem. Interactions with supervisors are the biggest issue for me in the workplace. While I had never thought of it like how my dad summed it up before, supervisors criticize, whether they're doing it now or they're going to do it in the future. That's what makes me shutdown around them. Interacting with someone who is either actively criticizing me or will criticize me at some point in time causes my brain to completely shutdown. This makes it impossible for me to function, as terrible as that sounds. Total comfort & feeling like I'm not going to be criticized or judged is key in order for me to not shut down. Shutting down at work just doesn't work, supervisors don't know how to interact with me in a way that doesn't cause me to shutdown, & that's why I can't work. This blog post is about what you need to know before criticizing an autistic person, although chances are, if you're reading this, you have already done it at some point in your life. I'm gonna throw in some info about how it feels to be criticized as an autistic woman, too. Why We're So Sensitive To Criticism: Bad Experiences With Criticism: Bullying & being left out are forms of criticism. Every autistic person you talk to will have something to tell you about experiences with those two things. The teasing, the mocking, the name-calling, the fact that no one wanted to be our friend, & MORE. Both bullying & leaving us out does real harm that affects us, autistic adults, many years later. It still affects me today more than I would like to admit. The bullying I endured when I was seven all the way through my early twenties did real harm & it still haunts me to this day. As a fresh college graduate & as an adult, I was constantly criticized by my parents, as well as by other caring family members. I personally believe that Asian & Jewish families expect more from their children than all other ethnicities do. Think about the number of Asian & Jewish doctors & scientists that are out there! Because I have a Chinese mother & a Jewish father, my parents unknowingly set unrealistic expectations for me from a very young age. Once my college graduation was upon me, I quickly discovered that I couldn't live up to those expectations, but I didn't understand why. Being constantly asked if I was happy with my life (I wasn't & I'm still not) & if I worry about what will happen to me when my parents die (I did & I still do) hurt immensely. Not only that, I had no explanation & no understanding of why I couldn't get to the place I needed to be in order to meet their expectations. Living almost thirty-two years of my life feeling like I was a disappointment to my family was extraordinarily difficult. It was even more difficult that I wasn't only disappointing my family, but I was also disappointing myself because I had the same expectations of myself that my parents had of me. I certainly don't blame my parents for any of this because I know that if they had known that I was autistic all this time, those expectations wouldn't have been put on me like they were. However, feeling like I was always falling short & I was never good enough put such a damaging amount of pressure on me for so long that it still affects me to this day to the point where sometimes I forget that their expectations of me have changed since my autism diagnosis. The Criticism Is Constant: I remember being constantly criticized for my behavior ever since I was a young child. Many other autistics have had the same experiences as I have had with this. "Look at me while I'm talking!" "Why do you have that grimace on your face?" "Why are you smiling? That's not funny!" "You shouldn't have said that. You should've said this." "Your face looks funny. Are you okay?" All of the above things have been said to me numerous times throughout my life. Unfortunately, an autism diagnosis hasn't stopped these types of criticisms from happening. My behavior & every move I make have been criticized so much that I simply can't handle any more of it. We're Stressed:
Us autistic people live very high-stress lives. Things that seem so minuscule to you really stress us out. We're sensitive to a lot of things like light, noise, our physical environment, & emotions. For example, I remember a time where my mom insisted that I attend a neighborhood Christmas party. I really didn't want to go because I was expecting to watch Christmas movies in my pajamas that night & now I had to be dressed & socialize with other people. I wouldn't have had such a problem with this party if it wasn't for the fact that it came on suddenly & I had no time to mentally prepare for the fact that I had to attend this party that night. I was in college at the time, so I was definitely old enough to stay home. It just wasn't okay with my mom. The sudden change in plans caused me stress & displeasure & when I expressed that to my parents, I was criticized for how antisocial I was being. This resulted in a complete meltdown. I felt like no one cared about me that night because no one stopped to listen to my thoughts or feelings. When I eventually made it to the party, I ended up standing like a statue against a wall for the few hours we were there because the criticism I received just prior to arriving at the party made it so that I didn't have the emotional capacity to socialize with anyone. We Have Low Self-Esteem: Many autistic people, myself included, suffer from low self-esteem. This is often the result of external factors, like bullying & being left out when we were younger (discussed in more detail above↑). When we have low perceptions of ourselves, it makes us more sensitive to criticism. Low self-esteem also makes us unable to understand or interpret criticism. Even when criticism is communicated with the best of intentions, ALL criticism can make us extremely anxious, which has long-lasting effects on us, crushing our self-esteem even more. Every single time I'm criticized, I feel like I can't do anything right. In fact, I feel like that regardless of whether or not I'm criticized. I know that this is because of how much I have been criticized during the course of my life. Many other autistic people feel this way, too. Our Feelings Are Often Dismissed: I have gone through my entire life feeling like my feelings don't matter. I have always felt like when I speak up, my thoughts & feelings are brushed to the side. I've been talked over & ignored more times than I can count. This not only makes us extra sensitive to criticism, but it makes us think we're being criticized when we're not being criticized at all. What Is Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria?: Although not a clinical diagnosis, rejection sensitive dysphoria, or RSD, is when perceived rejection or failure causes so much intense emotional pain that it becomes very difficult for a person to cope with his or her feelings. Autism & RSD: Many autistic people struggle with RSD & I certainly believe I am one of them. However, this isn't an issue for every autistic person. Increased rejection & punishment for not meeting neurotypical standards puts autistic people at higher risk for experiencing RSD. Also, since autistic people often have different sensory & perceptual experiences than allistic, or non-autistic people, they often experience more intense emotions. Autistic people with strong emotional sensitivity tend to experience social & interpersonal rejection stronger than allistic people, which can increase rejection sensitivity. Complications Of RSD For Autistic People: While most people do not enjoy being rejected or criticized (I mean, who would?), RSD goes beyond simply disliking rejection. RSD is so intensely emotional & can even be physically painful. The desire to avoid this unbearable pain & discomfort often leads to increased masking behaviors, which puts the autistic person at higher risk for burnout. Additionally, RSD can trigger mental health issues in autistic people including anxiety, depression, & eating disorders. So, before you criticize an autistic person, remember that while no one likes to be criticized, criticism is often much, MUCH harder for us to take than it is for the allistic population to take. And if your criticism causes us to shut down or to act unconventionally, please treat us with love, care, & understanding. It's what we need most of all. 💙 As my eighth grade school year neared its end, there was so much excitement & chatter among my classmates about high school. High school. Now those were two words I never wanted to hear. If you had asked me about anything having to do with high school that year, one of two things would have happened:
Throughout my life, each transition that I've experienced was harder than the one before. Now, I know why. Autism. We're known for having a tough time with change. Middle school wasn't a time that I would ever want to relive (I mean, who would?), but high school? Now that was terrifying. Eighth grade was the first time I ever had a male main subject teacher. My science & homeroom teacher, Gil, really took a liking to me. He gave me special treatment & gave me privileges that no one else in the class was allowed to have. He even intervened in situations where I didn't think it was necessary. He simply wanted to be there to take care of me. Being someone who didn't (& still doesn't) trust men, I considered myself pretty lucky to have had Gil be my first experience with a male teacher. He's retired now, but I've been able to reach out to him a few times since my college graduation to thank him for being so good to me. Anyway, Gil knew that I was nervous about going to high school, so he met my parents, my grandparents, & me one day over spring break to give us a personal tour. He used to work at the high school, so he knew it pretty well. My town was growing so fast, that the eighth grade needed to be moved to the high school for several years because there was no longer room for it in the middle school. By the time I entered eighth grade though, the grade had moved back to where it was supposed to be. I'm not sure how much that tour helped my transition to high school because just the idea of going to high school was SO upsetting. I knew I had no other choice because staying in eighth grade forever & skipping high school weren't viable options either. Having that love, care, & extra time from a teacher who could've been spending his spring break doing so many other things meant so much to my family & me. My First Day Of High School: Now, this is something I hate to admit, but on the first day of high school, as I was walking to the bus stop, there were big, ugly, fat tears that wouldn't stop forming. Like many parents, ever since I started school, my mom has always taken a picture of me on the first day. I couldn't pull myself together enough to take a picture that morning, so my mom took a picture of me after school instead. To this day, when I look at that picture, all I see is a sad, scared girl hidden behind the smile on her face. See below↓. On that particular morning, my next-door neighbor was looking out her front door at me walking to the bus stop, full of excitement for me. My neighbor was someone I have been very close to ever since I was a toddler, but I couldn't manage to turn to look at her for even a brief second because my face was so streaked with tears. Luckily, my mom could be my voice that morning, providing an explanation for my strange behavior which was completely embarrassing. What Exactly Was SO Terrifying?: There were three main things that were upsetting about going to high school.
I know that this is a very vulnerable & heartbreaking post, especially for those who know me personally. Please know that everything written in this post was written with my heart & soul & is absolutely true. School is very, very difficult for us autistics & my experiences are illustrations of why this may be. I went on a date today with a man I believe is autistic. We met on a dating app. He doesn't know that I think he's autistic & I haven't yet told him about my autism either. After matching on the dating app, we spent several weeks messaging back & forth & had a conversation on video chat before meeting in person. Unlike other women my age, I started experimenting with online dating when I was just nineteen years old. I mean,...
Video Chatting With My Date: My video chat with my date was slightly less than two weeks ago. A couple hours before the time we had picked to chat, I was freaking out, confided in my dad about it, & asked him what he thinks I should do. At this point, I was pretty certain this man was autistic. From his occupation to what he spends his free time doing to taking things I say or ask way too literally to admitting that social activities are downright exhausting. It seemed like every new thing I was learning about him was an autistic trait. I can't help but wonder, if I had matched with this man prior to learning that I am autistic myself, would I still have been able to pick up on these things so easily? I have learned SO much about autism over the past year. Anyway, this is the interesting part. I'm trying to word this carefully because I know other autistic people are stumbling their way onto this blog. But, the reason I was freaking out over this video chat was because this is an autistic man. Would he be too autistic for me? Too strange or weird? Yes, I am an autistic woman, but interactions with other autistic individuals actually make me shut down. I've always been this way. Ever since I first learned that I'm autistic, I have been immersing myself into autistic literature & have been reading books, memoirs, & blog posts written by autistic women, mainly women who were diagnosed later in life. Each woman has her own story, but there is one thing that all of these women have in common: they all enjoy spending time with autistic people & most of them have a group of autistic friends. I am the exact opposite of these women. Every autistic trait or quirk I exhibit is something I dislike about myself SO strongly that I don't want my friends or my significant other to exhibit those traits or quirks either. While it gave me comfort to know that getting rejected for my quirks probably wouldn't happen if I dated an autistic guy, this is why it was also so frightening. I really enjoyed messaging back & forth with him for the past week, but now it was time for me to find out: was he too much like me? And if he was, the idea of breaking that to him was really scary. I've been rejected my whole life & I know how much it hurts. So, this is what happened. We video chatted for almost an hour & a half & I still liked him. Not only that, but he reminded me of one of my cousins who is such a nice, sweet guy. If I ended up with someone like my cousin, that would be totally fine with me! Our First Date:
This is the second first date I have been on since learning that I'm autistic. It was to a mini golf & ice cream place, a location that was comfortable for me, since I am still taking COVID precautions & feel uncomfortable being in close contact with someone who I don't know really well. He texted me that he was there when I was just a couple minutes away. When I got there, I saw him sitting on the steps of the ice cream shack. He was wearing a plain tee & corduroy long pants. My first thought was that he must be sweltering because it's in the 90's. Corduroy is something I would only wear in the cooler months. I was wearing a lacy spaghetti strap top & jean shorts, so in my opinion, the two of us looked like we belonged in two very different climates. He got up & shook my hand when he saw me, but I wished he gave me a hug instead. I'm a hugger, not a handshaker. The mini golf portion of the date was great! We chatted as we made our way along the golf course. The woman who we paid for a game of mini golf offered us a score card, which we didn't take because neither of us are competitive. He understood me in ways that no one else did. Mainly things having to do with not having a desire to have social interaction be a part of my life. I guess that's one positive thing about dating another autistic individual. After we finished our game of mini golf, we got some ice cream from the ice cream shack. I got English toffee soft serve. I always get flavored soft serve if I can because so few places offer that. He got an orange soda float. He was gonna stand in the corner, near the window where we picked up our ice cream to eat, but I suggested we get a table & sit down instead. Much more comfortable & way less awkward. Once we sat down, he wouldn't stop talking. Not only that, the conversation was going in a direction that just didn't interest me. He was telling me about courses he took in college & was asking me about mine. I just didn't care to listen or to talk about that & it went on for HOURS. I graduated from college ten years ago & strongly disliked the majority of my experience that I've tried to put it out of my brain. We'll talk more about that on another day though. I felt so far removed from what he was asking me that I just didn't remember the answers to most of his questions. I'm only a year or two older than him, so we were in college at the same time. Other topics of conversation came up in the middle. My dogs for example & the fact that I used to have bunnies before them. But, those topics of conversation were very short-lived & we kept going back to the same unenjoyable conversation topic. After meeting him in person, I was certain he was autistic, but he also reminded me less of my cousin than he did previously. In fact, this date was more than two hours longer than I wanted it to be because I just couldn't figure out a way out or how to get him to stop talking! Do I think he's the right person for me? No, I don't, because if I did, I don't think I would've wanted this date to end so badly. This is one of my experiences dating as an autistic woman. Dating as an autistic individual is very, very difficult &... This Is Why:
The past week has been incredibly stressful for me. A little over a week ago, one of my dogs woke up from his night sleep covered in his own urine. This is the first time he has ever done that in his lifetime. He's never even done that when he was a tiny puppy, prior to being fully potty-trained. He's always warm (dogs' body temperatures are warmer than humans' body temperatures), but this particular morning, he felt warmer than warm. I put him in the bath tub while I called his vet & figured out what to do with him. Unfortunately, his vet wasn't able to get us in until 7:20 that evening. I wiped him down, but didn't give him a full bath because he hadn't quite had his flea & tick topical on for long enough before being able to be bathed. Plus, with him needing to go to the vet that evening & me being the germaphobe that I am, I wanted to bathe him after he came home from the vet rather than beforehand. I have to tell you, that day was the longest day ever. My little guy; who will be turning ten in a week; is typically such a lively, happy, energetic little man; but the life was completely sucked out of him. I had never seen him this lethargic & sickly before & that was quite scary & stressful. He didn’t pick up his head if someone walked in or if his name was called. But, it was even more alarming that he didn’t want belly rubs. That boy is the king of belly rubs. Even with the number of dogs I've cared for, I've never met a dog who loves belly rubs more than my sweet Teddy. When it was finally time for Teddy’s vet appointment, my mom & I both took him in. Based on his appearance as well as my observations that I shared with the vet, she thought that due to the area we live in, he probably had a tick-borne illness. He was brought back for a urine test & couple of blood tests (one of which was to check for tick-borne illnesses). Teddy tested positive for two out of the three tick-borne illnesses that he was tested for. Specifically, ehrlichiosis & anaplasmosis. I am super religious about combing my boys & checking them for ticks every single night. Plus, them being all white helps tremendously with being able to easily spot something like a tick on them. Not only that; I apply a flea, tick, & mosquito killer & repellent topical on them twice a month during the warmer months of the year; & I don’t allow them to romp around in tall grass, in wooded areas, & in all other places where ticks are likely to be. I did everything right & I never saw any ticks on him. The first day that I really thought he was almost all better was yesterday (exactly one week since symptoms started), but until I saw major improvements, I was stressed to the max. That would stress anyone out, autistic or not. With that in mind, let’s take a moment to talk about stress, how neurotypical people deal with it, how autistic people deal with it, & how I deal with it. What Is Stress?:
As explained by the World Health Organization: Stress can be defined as a state of worry or mental tension caused by a difficult situation. Stress is a natural human response that prompts us to address challenges and threats in our lives. Not everything that we experience that causes stress is negative. Here are some examples of negative & positive stressors. Negative Stressors:
Positive Stressors:
The Impacts Of Different Intensities Of Stress: Mild Stress: This type of stress typically motivates the individual to work as hard as (s)he can to achieve some type of end goal. Severe Stress: This type of stress is typically debilitating for both the individual & his or her performance. How Stress Affects Autistic People: Because autism tends to reduce the resources a person has to cope with challenges brought on by stress, an autistic person's experience with & their ability to handle various stressors will likely be much different than it would be for an allistic, or a non-autistic person. Autistic Comorbidities: In my blog post about why most autistics don't want a cure for autism, I mentioned the fact that there are a lot of comorbid disorders that tend to accompany autism. Some disorders that autistic people are at higher risk for are mood disorders. In fact, it is estimated that 10 to 50% of autistic people develop depression in their lifetimes & about 5% of autistic people develop bipolar disorder in their lifetimes. In the general population, prevalence rates for depression & bipolar disorder are much lower & are estimated to be up to 7% & less than 1%, respectively. Other mood disorders that autistic people are at a higher risk of developing include, but are not limited to anxiety disorders, post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), & obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD). Autistic people who are verbal & who do not have intellectual impairments are at a much higher risk of developing mood disorders than those who are non-verbal &/or are intellectually impaired. Due to the high prevalence of mood disorders in autistic individuals, stress could be highly problematic to cognitive, physiological, & behavioral functioning in the autistic population. Common Stressors For Autistic People:
Common Ways Autistic People React To Stress:
Studies Indicate That Autistic People Have Heightened Responses To Stress:
How Stress Affects Me: I have never been able to handle stress well. Stress tends to cause me to get flustered & prevents me from being able to think clearly or rationally. Depending on the intensity of the stress I am experiencing, it may cause shutdowns, which prevent me from being able to communicate verbally or non-verbally with others. Meltdowns are an extremely rare occurrence with me, but stress has caused meltdowns to happen in the past. My Most Common Stressors:
While some of the above stressors also may stress out allistic people, it is important to remember that I experience stress on a whole different level than what is considered normal. For example, there have been times in the past where I was trying to have conversations with my supervisors, but was unable to form simple coherent sentences due to the panic that resulted from my supervisor simply being in the same room as me. Another good illustration of how stress affects me is I have been told from multiple police officers that they thought I was on drugs during their initial interactions with me. I have never been on drugs in my life, but clearly, police officers stress me out so much that interacting with them causes me to act like I'm under the influence even though I am far from it. There will be a future blog post written about issues surrounding police officers & autism where issues like this will be discussed further. I know this is a topic most people are tired of hearing about, of talking about, but let's talk about COVID! This is a topic that I've been really looking forward to writing about, well... because I know my experience throughout the coronavirus pandemic isn't like other people's, so I wanted to share my experiences. We made it to what the entire country is calling the end of the coronavirus pandemic, but I just can't see it that way. I can't picture myself EVER seeing it that way, as sad as that is for me to admit. Yes, I still [mostly] wear a mask when I'm indoors, unless I'm eating or drinking. Yes, my immune system is perfectly functional. No, I don't have an autoimmune disorder & I don't take any immune-suppressant drugs. So, why do I wear a mask then? Well... I have a very severe case of germaphobia. I was in the bank this morning, taking care of some business with my parents & of course, I was the only one in the bank wearing a mask. It would've been physically impossible for me to work with any individual person for more than a couple of minutes if I wasn't wearing a mask. Why? Anxiety, of course! After being in her office for several minutes, the woman who we were working with asked me if I would feel more comfortable if she wore one also. Of course, I told her, "No, it's fine for you not to wear one." Even though I completely understood where she was coming from, being asked that question made me super uncomfortable. I hate that the world went back to pre-COVID times, where wearing a mask is something you just don't do. I felt like I was being looked at like I had three heads, being the only one in the bank who was wearing a mask. But, that's what I needed to do in order to access the services my parents & I needed. If I had a sprained ankle, so I hobbled in on crutches or wore a boot, people wouldn't wonder why a person like myself would need to utilize equipment like that. Because that's a physical injury that people can see, they don't wonder what's wrong with you. For me, wearing a mask makes my invisible disability visible. I look young & healthy, so I know people wonder why there's a mask on my face. However, let me also mention that many autistic people cannot tolerate wearing a mask due to sensory sensitivities. Masks can cause some autistic people to not be able to function, to have meltdowns, to have shutdowns, or all of the above. On the other hand, many autistic people are germaphobic, just like I am. COVID-19 has completely exasperated my lifelong fears of germs & illness. Living in a world with the existence of COVID is my literal nightmare. When I've told doctors, autism resource people, & anyone else I've spoken to that I'm very germaphobic, so I've really been struggling living through this time, a common response that I get is, "Yeah, I used to be too, but then I got COVID & it wasn't so bad, so I'm no longer that worried about it." Those people don't get it because COVID has absolutely nothing to do with me being a germaphobe, it only exasperated my fears. Sadly, I do not remember a time in my life where germaphobia wasn't a problem, as I've experienced an extremely intense fear of germs & illness thirty years prior to COVID-19 even being part of our vocabulary. A Germ-Obsessed Child: There was never a time in my life where I didn't have an obsession with germs. In fact, my parents will tell you that ever since I was old enough to speak, whenever they had the news on & the news-anchors were talking about an illness, whether it was about the flu season, a measles outbreak, etc., I would repeat over & over again, "What sick? What sick? What sick?...". They say that a child's personality traits really start to show when they're around two years old. I am proof in the truth behind this statement. My parents didn't know what they were in for because their little germ-obsessed toddler never lost her germaphobia as she grew up. In fact, my germaphobic tendencies sadly only intensified with age. Illness-Related Trauma: When I was six years old, I got super sick with the flu & as a result, I developed a really high fever. Not a go to the hospital high fever, but a high fever. I believe that the fever I got from the flu is what caused these extremely debilitating dizzy spells that I luckily outgrew when I was seventeen. These dizzy spells were absolutely traumatizing & they usually caused me to become extremely nauseous & vomit, as well. The only thing that ever got them to subside was sleep, but ever since I got past the napping age, I have never been good at sleeping unless it was actually bedtime. Even going to sleep at bedtime wasn't always easy. I have been to countless doctors & had countless tests done, including an abnormal EEG, in order to figure out the cause of these spells. Unfortunately, it remained a mystery to doctors. The closest we came to figuring this out was that it was probably either a migraine or a seizure variant, or both. Migraines & seizures are comorbidities that autistic people often struggle with, but I didn't know I was autistic during this time. Fear Of Dizziness Because of my history with dizziness, I have fears of all things that cause dizziness or cause issues with vestibular processing. Here are some of them:
How The Coronavirus Pandemic Turned Me Into A "Normal" Person:
When the pandemic first began in the spring of 2020, my parents joked with me & told me that now, I'm finally a "normal" person. What they meant by this was that everything the doctors were recommending we do to stay safe & healthy were habits that I've had ever since I was a young child. I didn't wear a mask or stay six feet away from people until doctors recommended we do that, but literally everything else that they recommended was already a habit, & it had been practically my entire life. My brother even jokingly told me that I should sell my hand sanitizer on eBay because it was sold out everywhere & I had a mountain of it at home. Here are some (but not all) of the things I was doing &/or feeling long BEFORE COVID-19 was a part of our vocabulary:
Things NOT To Say To Me: "COVID Isn't That Bad. It's Just Like The Flu!" The last time I came down with the flu, I was six years old & it was the time I described above. COVID being compared to the flu will only make me freak out. I get the flu vaccine every year & I've gotten every COVID vaccine I'm eligible for. People are experiencing vaccine fatigue, but I can tell you that I'm not. I wish I could get a COVID booster every four months because once it's been more than four months since my last vaccine, I no longer feel safe being around people. "You Just Have To Accept That We're All Eventually Gonna Get COVID." While I know this is true deep down, it's not something I'm able to accept. I have never had COVID at this point & I intend to keep it that way for as long as I can. When the time comes that I do eventually test positive for COVID, it's gonna cause panic. I just know it. "You Don't Have To Wear A Mask In Here. I'm Vaccinated." If I felt like I didn't need to wear a mask, I wouldn't. I don't like wearing a mask, I just don't feel safe without one. If vaccines protected us from illness for an extended amount of time, I would consider not wearing a mask. Since that's not the case, that statement only causes discomfort because it makes me feel like I'm making the wrong choice by wearing a mask. "Are You Really Gonna Wear A Mask Forever?" Asking this question really doesn't make any sense because truthfully, I probably am, unless COVID & all illnesses become nonexistent, which isn't going to happen, at least not in my lifetime. I often blame the fact that I'm wearing a mask on my grandpa because he is ninety years old & is in the high-risk group. However, that isn't the truth & I just use that as an excuse to make myself look better to people who I'd rather not share this quirk with. In closing, please remember that you'll never know for sure what someone else is dealing with, unless they come right out & tell you. If you see a seemingly healthy, young person wearing a mask, don't tell them it's okay to remove it or look at them & wonder what's wrong with them. Wearing a mask is just as okay as not wearing one. It is our personal choice & our comfort level. If I felt like it was possible for me to walk into a store without a mask covering my face, believe me, I would. I don't enjoy wearing a mask, I just have no other choice. For me, I have two choices: to wear a mask or to hibernate for the rest of my life. 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. 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. 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. |
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