So, this weekend, I peopled. It was a friend’s 50th birthday party, and he has been a good friend so I wanted to share the celebration with him, even though I don’t enjoy social occasions. I’m ok in small social situations, but this was a big one: lots of people, noise, conversations that I couldn’t relate to,
[CN: cures, research, functioning labels]
Yesterday, I shared a link on my personal Facebook page, and expressed my strong disapproval of it. This led to a discussion with someone who is currently studying psychology, and that’s really awesome because if he can hear a different perspective now then that means in future he may become a better psychologist
A few months ago, I was contacted by someone in order to work on a project with them about [something to do with revealing the every day lives of autistic people]. I didn’t really understand the nature of this project’s goals. The reason that they had thought to contact me is because I am “more in touch with the Autistic community”.
If I have learned anything over the weekend, it is that “awareness!!!” campaigns are really, really important to some people. I’m not entirely sure why because, for the most part, awareness campaigns are just icky.
There are a lot of problems with the way awareness is raised. Most often, they focus on the pathology paradigm.
I do want to write some more about the shenanigans surrounding the #silentselfie campaign, but I can’t do that now because I don’t think it’s quite over yet.
What I would like to write about is an un-boxed memory. I think of my brain as being kind of like ‘Warehouse 13’
I love the quote “If I have seen further than others, it is by standing upon the shoulders of giants” from Isaac Newton. There is inherent humility of that sentiment, but it’s more than that. I relate to it because I am fortunate enough to stand on the shoulders of giants.