Just Breathe.

Reality bends. It twists; like the pathways created, in the gray substance, that is our brain. Our realities are created, set and reset, by the information taken in through the gatekeepers; Our Eyes, Our Ears, Our Skin, Our Mouth. Spilling out of our talking heads, and back onto the canvas of our minds, painting a

Personal Routines and Structure

People assume because I can work and make due in the world that I am not autistic. They may say things like, “you don’t look autistic” or “everyone gets anxious sometimes,” or my favorite ” yeah, isn’t everyone a little autistic.” No, not everyone is autistic, and yes, you may feel anxious, but does your

Masking My Weird

What is wrong with me? A question I asked myself for years. It seemed no matter how hard I tried to gain acceptance from people around me, I never really fit in. Not even into my family. My mom continuously told me to smile, to stop taking life so seriously. To dress better, to wear

Super Freak

Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde. Middle school was a grueling three years. The first year was the hardest. I learned if I could just stay quiet, and mind my own business that I could pass as normal and go mostly undetected by my peers. Barring my knock off Bass shoes,