“I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.”
― Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
Almost all my friends are autistic: this wasn’t deliberate choosing on my part. No, there’s a deeper reason. Read more
“I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.”
― Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
Almost all my friends are autistic: this wasn’t deliberate choosing on my part. No, there’s a deeper reason. Read more
thoughts and experiences of a young autistic woman
Autism, blended family and trying to keep together.
Commentary on human rights, conflict, teaching, life as an aspie, and whatever else strikes my fancy.
Being Mum to a teenage daughter with Aspergers
Aspergers, ADD, and Love: our family journey
books and things.
a linguistic representation of an autism
Dealing with the endless "oughts" of parenting and autism.
A spoonful of inspiration and a dash of creativity
An Autistic Dad Sharing Aloha and Advocating for a Better, More Accepting World for my Son and Autistics Everywhere.
Changing the World, One Word at a Time
Modern master of classical poetry
Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.
"It will take me a few more years to learn flying is not pushing away the ground" -- Andrea Gibson
Simply my take on living life as a female with Asperger's Syndrome.
Dance with me
Dance with me
For the Love of Words, Laughter, Inspiration (and the odd sexy split infinitive.)
Aspie. Author. Advocate
parenting & autism comics
A personal exploration of autism from a brother’s perspective, including family relationships, philosophy, neuroscience, mental health history and ethics
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Herb Sutter on software development
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My Reality Autism...x3
My Autistic Dance 