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just like me

just like me

The questions took me back to that feeling, that desperate, lonely, feeling of being a broken version of everyone else around me. I remember how it felt to never have a character in a book, movie, t.v. show, or a song on the radio reflect who I was. I remember the feeling of looking around … Continue reading

but what if he’s wrong?

but what if he’s wrong?

  {image is a photo of me at a podium, speaking into a microphone at an Autism Speaks walk kickoff in 2010.} Yesterday, I read a post that was written a couple of months ago, but just made its way to my screen. It was written by a woman who goes by Amythest on her tumblr, … Continue reading

loud mute radio

loud mute radio

{image is the logo for Loud Mute Radio – a blue and green Jack in the Box who is out of the box.} I have twelve minutes to write. I want more time. Because there’s so much I want to tell you. I want to tell you about my friend, Barb’s radio show. I want … Continue reading

different roads to success

different roads to success

{image is a photo of Brooke standing on Luau’s shoulders on the beach in Newport, RI. She looks as though she is flying. Photo courtesy of Connerton Photography’s magic lens. All rights reserved.} – During the talk, Dr Draper asked a ten year-old girl to come to the stage. She asked her her name. The girl … Continue reading

being heard

  {image is a photo of Lydia and Brooke. Lydia has one hand on Brooke’s shoulder. Her other hand is holding a fork above a plate of food, which Brooke is apparently eyeing. Coincidentally (or not?), Lydia’s t-shirt reads, “Got a Story?”} I am a proud autistic of color working with the Autism Women’s Network to … Continue reading

listening

. The conclusion is that both emotional poverty and an aversion to company are not symptoms of autism but consequences of autism, its harsh lockdown on self-expression and society’s near pristine ignorance about what’s happening inside autistic heads. – David Mitchell, Introduction to The Reason I Jump .. We are not hiding. You search with … Continue reading

invisible

.. she’s right here can’t you see her? do you remember snuffleupagus? for years, he was invisible until he wasn’t only big bird could see him and then we all could i never knew why now we stand here with my daughter between us and i wonder if i’m big bird to her snuffleupagus because … Continue reading

like everyone else

– Brooke and Katie, ‘Sconset 2013 – Katie and I are walking down South Beach Street, headed toward town. She’s telling me about a new favorite book, I Funny. These are the moments – the ones when she starts talking, really talking. Yes, these are the moments I grasp onto by my fingernails now. Her … Continue reading