I see pictures of a protest. It can be about just about anyone’s rights, maybe nothing that directly addresses trans rights, and in the street and there are dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of people. But what draws my attention isn’t the crowd size. It is who is at the front: more often than not, trans folk will be among the vanguard of the protest. These trans folk know how trans folks are treated by police and the criminal justice system. Yet they are the ones in front. It is time for others to step up for us.
I am autistic. I’ve always been autistic, and I always will be autistic. Autism is part of who I am, just as my sense of humor and my emotions are part of me. I like who I am, even my autistic part.
You see, autism isn’t an awful condition. I’m not condemned to an “un-natural life.” Yet, I have lived a life with pain, fear, and confusion. Pain because of your cold heart. Fear because of my past, and because of my future in a your world, which can’t tolerate uniqueness. Confusion because of my ways of interpreting your world and because of the deceit, lies, and apathy in it.
It was the last day of elementary school, and I was in the principal’s office. Was I not going to be allowed to graduate elementary school?
An award I never won
But lets take a step back, and see how I got there. When I went to school, elementary students would do the “Presidential Physical Fitness Test”. It involved things like pull ups (for people assumed to be boys; for people assumed to be girls, it was a flexed arm hang), sit-and-reach, shuttle run, sit-ups, and 600m run/walk. For each age, there was a standard that if you met, you would get some sort of award. I wouldn’t know much about that.
We need to eat. This article is for people that are finding that hard. I’ve been there, and I can give some suggestions (that said, I’m not a doctor, therapist, or nutritionist, so take my advice with appropriate caution). This advice is not for people who can consistently prepare and consume healthy food for themselves–and I hope they recognize that their abilities to do this are not universal, nor does this make them a morally better person than someone who can’t. Not being able to prepare and eat food regularly is not a moral failing, laziness, or ignorance.
We are living through some awful times right now. As a trans person with “AuDHD” (autistic+ADHD), I am exhausted from the hate right now. Between executive orders calling my gender a fraud and a health department that thinks work camps are the solution to my type of brain, I don’t have a ton of energy. I suspect I’m not the only one. I have some support right now (including a wonderful spouse who make sure I eat!), but I didn’t always, and due to recent social media discourse on the evils of ordering food delivery, I worry about people in the situation I was in during my twenties–people who don’t have the “spoons” to manage to take in enough calories to stay healthy, due to life demands or burnout.
From: Raymaker, D. M., Teo, A. R., Steckler, N. A., Lentz, B., Scharer, M., Delos Santos, A., Kapp, S. K., Hunter, M., Joyce, A., & Nicolaidis, C. (2020). “Having All of Your Internal Resources Exhausted Beyond Measure and Being Left with No Clean-Up Crew”: Defining Autistic Burnout. Autism in Adulthood, 2(2), 132–143. https://doi.org/10.1089/aut.2019.0079Continue reading “Eating During Evil Times”→
Think about what makes something accessible. You probably think of ramps and elevators, and maybe you think of things like sensory needs. What about communication speed? Communication speed can be just as much of a barrier as a set of stairs, particularly for some autistic or neurodivergent folk.
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