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Who defines me?

Who defines me? There is a simple answer to this question and a longer one. The simple answer to the question is: I do.
But, something happened which has prompted a much longer answer. Recently, I discovered a list of autistic bloggers. Autistic Academic has written about some problems with the way in which the list makes assumptions here

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Food, Food, Food

This is an edited version of a post originally published on Respectfully Connected
I see many parents of autistic children complaining (or worse, mocking) their children’s limited diets.
This is not ok.
I experience a wide range of texture issues when it comes to food (mashed potatoes, most definitely no thank you!).

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Cha-Cha-Cha Changes

People who follow the Facebook page for this site will probably have noticed that I have mostly recuperated, and I thought I would take a moment before the end of the year to outline a few changes I have decided on regarding the future of Un-Boxed Brain.

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An Explanation. Maybe.

I hate it when I come across a blog and I read all the posts and then I discover that posting has just sort of stopped without any sort of explanation. This blog has become that. An abrupt stop with no explanation. So, I’m going to attempt to offer an explanation…

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How not to Science

[CN: Emotional Manipulation; Gaslighting; Unethical “experimentation”; mention of Hitler for some reason?]
Yes, I’ve used science as a verb. People are just going to have to deal with that because I simply don’t know what to call this post. I could call it How Not to Parent…