The Elephant Gets a Name - Autism


I've always known something was not right, that I didn't fit in. After many, many years of searching for answers and everyone around me refusing to acknowledge the elephant in the room, a name to define my struggles with participating in the world has finally been confirmed. Autism.............................................................
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It really bothers me that this right sidebar is mostly empty. Does anyone know how to fill it?

Ask me anything just be nice

Juliano Lopes - Between Moments (2011-12)

This is kind of how I feel. I’m only aware of parts of my body and only if I’m using them or if there is a strong sensation (ie. pain)

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thegirlwhofellfromthesky asked: To fill your side bar; I'd probably type something up ASCII art wise if it were mine :)

Thanks for the suggestion

Must be an epidemic

projectunbreakable:




The poster reads:
It began when I was 15, and continued until I was 18. Undetected by several shades of gray. An innocent friendship turned into a confusing relationship. I had convinced myself it was consensual. But you were my high school teacher. And you were nearly 50. Married. And a father. And you knew I was Autistic. 
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Photographed in Arlington, VA on August 5th. 
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Must be an epidemic

projectunbreakable:

The poster reads:

It began when I was 15, and continued until I was 18. Undetected by several shades of gray. An innocent friendship turned into a confusing relationship. I had convinced myself it was consensual. But you were my high school teacher. And you were nearly 50. Married. And a father. And you knew I was Autistic. 

Photographed in Arlington, VA on August 5th. 

Click here to learn more about Project Unbreakable. (trigger warning)

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My Life

is entirely too complicated. I forget too many things. I own too many things. I have too many interests.

I work too many hours but don’t have enough money or time or energy.

And so, I am overwhelmed by it all and do nothing and accomplish nothing.

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