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Moving on to Acceptance

I’ve spent a few days highlighting the problems with autism awareness campaigns by sharing memes on my Facebook page. For the sake of continuity, I’ll share them at the bottom of this post as well.
Now, that more people are aware that autism awareness campaigns tend to do more harm than good, I would like to focus on acceptance.

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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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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…

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Out Wrestle Ableism

[CN: Ableism, Awareness, ABA]
I’m unsure how to start this post. I’ve been staring at this screen for a little while now. I’ve typed a few words and deleted them, but I’m still struggling to find the words, so I guess I’ll just start:
Last year, my son started learning to read.

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Not like riding a bike

There’s that saying “It’s like riding a bike!” which means
Said of skill that, once learned, is never forgotten.
– Wiktionary
Why does that saying exist? I imagine that for neurotypical people, many skills that they learn tend to work like that. You learn it once and then you never really have to learn it from the beginning again?

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The word. Again… Really?

Just over a year ago, I posted my very first post on this blog. The subject matter that I chose was chosen very, very deliberately. I wanted to start with an explanation as to why my tagline is ‘one Autistic person blogging about things in their head’ instead of ‘one person with autism…’