So things are going good, in that my moods are good.
The lack of employment is both good and bad though.
Good for my sanity, bad for my self esteem
Trying to keep filling the days with meaningfulness.
Helping with family mostly
Probably should get a volunteer role.
I love my ultra pink kitty, Dave!
April is autism awareness month. However, many people would prefer it to be about autism acceptance, accepting that everyone is different and that children or adults on the spectrum while having a diagnosis are still human beings who are our brothers, sisters, coworkers and neighbours.
So, when I saw this list from @autismourwords I thought yeah, I can find a photo a day to suit this project. We all have ways in which people accept us for our quirks, whether ASD related or not. I have my obsessions, my sensory needs and more.
What I’m trying to say is look at the list. While the obsessions may not be as all consuming as for a person with autism, or the sensory needs so vital for functioning, they are there in most of our lives and if you can see them in your own you may be more accepting as to why a kids may be obsessed with Minecraft or an adult with a particular topic.
So my #acceptance photo is of some tissues. Why? Because there are times when I’m down for “no good reason” and I just need to cry and be held. And I’m grateful for the people in my life who have accepted that I will get past it and it doesn’t need fixing. Or it can’t by fixed in that particular moment (long term I hope to get there!!)
So thank you for the people who hold me when I’m down, bounce around with me when I’m up.
Thank you. Xocox
If anyone was to kick off the republican debate, it was surely to be because of a move from Tony Abbott…. in this case, bringing back knighthoods!
While I know it is a step back in time, sometimes we need them. To make people think. To make people realise what an outdated institution the British monarchy is, and our part of it being even more backwards!
So, bring back the titles I say.
They will help rouse the awareness of the country…
To how backward we really are.
Had a GP appointment today, to renew one of my scripts for my head-stuff.
A doctor I’d seen once before. For some reason I do better with the younger male doctors rather than any other group. I rarely feel under the microscope. Like I can talk fairly freely without feeling like I’m waiting for a hole to be poked in my story. To be told I’m overracting.
So, I go back to those ones. I have a couple of options now at the practice I go to at least.
And a script for my antipsychotics.
Gotta be good for everyone, considering I ran through much of what has happened since my last appointment in November.
Yeah, I’m doing okay.
But okay, all things considered.
Only procrastinated getting started on uni things for a couple of days…. just doing my Syntax readings now, thinking that I should have memories of a lot of this (and I do) but seriously there are things that I draw a complete blank on. Like clitics? Or postpositions (which makes sense but I didn’t realise that had their own name. Mind. Blown! :p
Now to procrastinate the Second language acquisition reading. That textbook (the green one in the last post) is huge!
Where do I start?
I’m still looking for a job. Part time, preferably. For my sanity.
I re-enrolled in uni. Master of Applied Linguistics.
Which means relearning Syntax. And how to write essays.
I still live with my parents, and my sister and her kids.
Which I’m grateful for after we nearly lost her last year.
I have a boyfriend. It’s intense and emotional and wonderful.
I’m still in twice weekly therapy.
I’m learning about me.
I’m getting there.