I do not do New Years resolutions as a rule. Not because I know they are futile and will be broken, not because I do not want to set myself something unnattainable as a target (although both of these are true in a way), but because I do not see why you should set yourself arbitary targets based on the date.
I intend to update this blog more often, it is just that life gets in the way so much.
Let me see what needs to be done in the next few weeks. This may be in random order as I think of it, rather than in date order.
First, you may need some background. If you are not interested, then that is OK, I will be posting more interesting posts soon I am sure 🙂
So I should have blogged about this before it started, and I am sorry.
Today a group of people, across many countries came together using social media to raise awareness of, and support for Autistic Spectrum Disorder, and related issues.
If you are interested, you can keep up using #ASD on the twitter search, and joining in the conversation, and listening to the speakers.
I have gained a lot of followers today, @Araldia and something that came up was that many people are interested in how I managed to get to 31 without letting anyone else diagnose me as Aspergers.
I have well established coping strategies that I use when dealing with Neurotypical people, but it is hard for me to think about the order in which to write, so please, if you only comment on one post on this blog, pick this one, and let me know what situation you are up against, and I will blog within 24 hours where possible how I dealt with similar issues, and how our Aspergers son, our ADHD son, and my ADHD husband deal with it also.
Maybe what works for one of us will work for you?
I am an adult with Asperger’s syndrome. This means that although I am able to ‘fit in’ with you, I do not really understand you. You may be able to say “I understand what you must be going through”, but you don’t. You could be thinking that maybe I am upset about having AS, or that it means that in some way I am broken. Maybe you even feel sorry for me.
I have been an aspie all my life, I just didn’t know it until recently. Continue reading