You may have noticed that I haven’t been posting as frequently anymore. It’s not that I have been too busy with a life that is falling apart. It’s simply this. I have nothing left to say on this blog, for now and for the foreseeable future. That may change, but it is unlikely. I know […]
The Kiddo is back at school (hoorah!) So The Dude and I went out. A little bit of a wander, some people watching, searching for some lunch. We saw some birds. We found some food. (Photos not included.) And we heard motorbikes. Now, I kinda grew up around motorbikes. My dad always had ones growing […]
I never realised how much my undiagnosed autism was affecting my friendships (especially after moving from South Africa to the UK, and then more notably, out of London). Which is to say, the masking skills I learned growing up worked in the culture I grew up in, so while I was tired all the time […]
This story may be based on actual events. … Once upon a time there was a family that lived in a house. The dog lived downstairs. The cat lived upstairs. The people lived upstairs and downstairs. It had been a hot day and the child had gone to bed. Upstairs was all dark. The stairs […]
I used to write kale poems for my friend. Four lines starting with K,A,L and E. In that order, otherwise they may have been Leak poems, which implies a slightly different meaning. She wanted to put them in a book along with her experiences of breast cancer. She told me they needed to be out […]
I keep meaning to write about how I deal with being 3 very distractable people living in a house. But to be honest, living it is more … interesting than writing about it. So I start a blog and three paragraphs in I get bored, or something happens, and it never gets looked at again. […]
Yes, I know. Not all churches. Not all Christians. Not all autistic people experience this. But, also, too many churches. Too many Christians. And too many autistic people experience this. And we’re not allowed to talk about it because it’s not Nice. And modern Christianity values Nice. Being an autistic christian can be very hard. […]
I am never going to brilliant at small talk, never going to ever be totally over my social anxiety. Never going to glide through my days seamlessly knowing exactly what is next on my agenda. Never going to be able to rely on my brain not to get distracted in the middle of something Really […]
When I was going through the diagnostic process, I was asked whether I was still in contact with any of my school friends. My response was something along the lines of “why would I be?” Apparently other people don’t put their friendships into categories. 🤷 When you’re an adult, especially an adult in your 30s […]
At first it’s like a buzzing fly, darting about your head, the quiet “what if” as soon as your other thoughts quieten. Then maybe it’s an itch, and you can’t quite scratch it. Or every time you do, it moves a little and you’re chasing your tail. A shifting, elusive something. What if? Or maybe […]
Roxical Thinking 