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I’ve changed my mind

Just over a week ago, I wrote a post highlighting the problems that the autistic community must pay attention to in Australia. Those issues are still important to me, but I’ve changed my mind about what I can contribute as a member of the autistic community.
I’ve often thought of my life as though I’m a juggler.

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I would walk 500 miles

[CN: filicide, abusive therapies, walk in my shoes]
Recently, Michelle Sutton published an article in The Huffington Post that points out that parents, the media and “awareness!” organisations (scare quotes intentional) tend to say overwhelmingly negative things about raising autistic children, and, of course, someone decided to comment on her article saying ‘walk in my shoes’.

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From little things, big things grow

[CN: ABA mention] I often get involved in debates with parents of autistic children. These debates revolve around the idea that if they shove their kids into intensive behavioural modification therapies, they believe that they’re doing the best thing for their child. They’re not.
Many autistic adults have objected to behavioural modification therapies.

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Under pressure

I woke up this morning experiencing something that I can only describe as an ’emotional hangover’. I think all the emotions I experienced yesterday took more of a toll on me than I expected, and everything was just too much.
I tried to ignore that feeling of too much, until a really innocent comment

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Spitting Fire

I’m so angry right now that I could spit fire.
On Friday, I spoke with a journalist who was writing an article about parenting autistic children. I hate speaking to people on the phone. It is something that I am not good at, and it uses up a lot of spoons …