Reflections

My eldest daughter

My first child

She bore the brunt of my raw and heavy trauma

Reflected back to me

All the parts

Like a mirror

I was inaccessible

Locked away inside

Angry

Threatened

I didn't know...

Dearest NeuroDivergent kin,

My kin who hoard

My kin who are tactile defensive

Touch aversive

My kin who self isolate

My kin who home educate

Never has there been a time

Where we know

More than ever...

It is a wild offence

To stand upon the same ground

As our autistic ancestors

Who went unidentified

Dismissed, misunderstood

Invalidated and gaslit

And to not stand proud

In our identity and culture...

I used to regularly go through periods in my life

Where I could feel myself unravelling

This could obviously only mean that

I spent the rest of the time tightly wound

Always hypervigilant about my...

I prioritise autistic voices.

I listen to and respect the lived experience of our community.

BUT I don't have to bully, shame and harass non autistic professionals and families in order to advocate...

Joy

Morning joy

I’m always up before the birds and the sun

Always been a morning person

Partly due to a strategy developed in my early twenties 

To hit the deck as soon as my eyes opened...

As a PDAer, I cannot be seen or known to be learning anything from anyone else.

Ugh. Really?

Yep, really.

No help with homework thanks. No putting my hand up in class.

Always pretending to...