Thursday, November 28, 2019

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Monday, November 25, 2019

Anonymous 6


Age 34
Anaheim, CA, US

I am a business owner that helps people master themselves and their energy so that they can live the lives they want, and leave the world after creating a positive impact. I absolutely adore what I do!

People would be surprised to know that I can’t ride a bike or perform “normal” things people do, but I am also able to experience the vibrations. Vibrations of sound, to see other dimensions, realms, and much more. 😉

In my opinion, the biggest accomplishment thus far is being asked to consult on two biomed research projects, as well as on the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM) 4, 5, and upcoming 6.

Every day I try to change myself into a less rigid, more loving version of myself. Whether or not I succeed every day is arguable, but I try. Because of my energy, I do lots of energy healing daily. With hate and ignorance as the global norm, I argue that we have a pollution of “bad vibes” in this world…that’s a gentle understatement.

Working with mothers, I am helping spiritually gifted children retain their natural abilities and help these little healers come into their own, as well as the adults who pay me to work with them.

My biomed projects are a huge love of mine, but so is the outreach I do for non-substance addicts in nearly 100 centers around the globe. I teach local classes for victims of domestic violence to get themselves and their lives back. I also volunteer at church charities with my grandfather; though I’m not religious, I enjoy helping the church help others, as long as there’s no bible-thumping involved. I enjoy assisting at food and clothes drives, delivering food for homebound elders, and help to heal at centers for elders, and vets.

I come from a family with two serial killers in it so I have always felt this strange responsibility to balance all the bad karma in the bloodline by volunteering like a fiend.

I wish neurotypicals knew that most of your heroes are surely autistic… Jesus Christ. Leonardo DaVinci. Marie Curie. Nikola Tesla. There’s no way in hell any of The Philosophers were neurotypical. A vast majority of the greatest minds of any time period have been autistic. We’re normally GENIUS smart, can sing very well, and are excellent leaders because we don’t care much about “normal.”

Occupational therapy helped me a ton, mostly because the team I had really knew their stuff. Thy taught me the value of the Ego to the NT and the ways we can accidentally bruise it, which has made socializing much easier. I was  also trained in various conversation styles and can mimic most of them well.

My advice to anyone else on the spectrum? Do you. Yeah, some people aren’t gonna like it. That’s fine, they’re not your people. Your people will love you just as you are, pinkie promise!

Funny story about me… oh my, there’s many. In my house, we’re Cuban, so we don’t really do the Santa thing like traditional Americans. Meaning it wasn’t until first grade when we started “Santa Claus is Coming to Town” that my world shattered.

Wait. You’re telling me some stranger danger old dude WATCHES ME SLEEP every night and he stalks me while I’m awake, he sees that too, AND THEN HE BREAKS INTO THE HOUSE!?!?!?!? My six-year-old self began bawling in fear and couldn’t speak. I was sent to sit with the principal, Mrs. H., to be consoled. I adore Mrs. H. to this day, she’s such a kind woman! Years later, they both told me they never thought of Santa as creepy until the day I had a meltdown about it, which still cracks them up.

Years later, my teacher told me she had the hardest time ever trying not to laugh.

The next year we had catechism class, so we had to learn to treat the Eucharist correctly. In the Catholic mythos I was raised with, once an incantation is said by the priest, the bread and wine become the ACTUAL body and blood of Jesus. Well…there was more crying that cracked the adults up. Although I didn’t know what cannibalism was yet, I refused to eat a person, ESPECIALLY JESUS. Eventually I got an honorary pass because they never could get me to cave on the cannibalism.

Signs that indicated that I was on the spectrum? Now that I’m older I’m like “Well, being so literal about both Christmas and catechism was kind of a biggie…” Also, I was a little adult as a child. By age two I was reading, by age four I was teaching myself Latin and English, never wanted to play with kids, as I was just happy in either intellectual conversation or a book. Very spiritually connected, I had more unseen friends than human ones. I connected with almost no one, and I hated talking. Still do…

My family was just like, “You were easy, we basically just had to make sure to have books and food available to you, and you were content.” I went deaf for almost a year and they didn’t notice because of how little I socialized to begin with! LOL.

When I first received my diagnosis, it felt like taking off a push-up bra after a long stint in it. SUCH A RELIEF. Finally free to be me, let my wounds heal, finally blossom!

Today I feel: Not much different, but I do have some guilt. I used to do walks to TACA trying to help but now I’m like, “WTF was I thinking!?” Seriously, take anything from their campaigns and replace it with “Judaism” or “Blackism” and see how messed up it sounds! "Talk About Curing Judaism" ummm....I think someone did, I believe his name was Adolf Hitler. "Talk about Curing Blackism" Well hello, Jim Crowe! Did you bring the rope? I feel some guilt now about the efforts I put towards helping these organizations with their research or “cures.”

Otherwise? I feel braless.

I didn’t realize I was on the spectrum until much later in life, and I am actually a bit glad because I had to just learn how to deal which gave me a thicker skin. It also made me much more resourceful, and a good source for information for those trying to understand autism.

Obstacles I have overcome: My mental and physical health has been terrible for a good portion of my life, thanks to intense abuse, suicidality, my relationships, and being diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease at age 25. The only thing that’s helped me actually get better is all the psych, energy, biohacking knowledge I now teach.

I am 47 years old. I am a Colorado native and I currently live in Foley, Alabama.

I work as a kennel technician for a living. I love working with animals because they love you unconditionally dispite the fact I have autism. I wish that my job was full time and offered me more then three days of paid vacation, sick days, personal days, and a 401k plan. I have been with the same company for 12 years.

Someone might be surprised to know that I am 47 years old and I still suck my finger and sleep with stuffed animals and my baby blanket.

Big biggest accomplishment so far is getting over 100 feral cats spayed and neutered on my limited income of $12.50 an hour. Considering it costs between $75 and $100 per cat to be fixed and given a rabies shot.

I would like to find a cure for autism so I could fit in with the world and have friends and a good paying job with medical benefits. I know I can't find a cure for autism so I would like to educate others about what autism spectrum disorder is. We are Always Unique Totally Intelligent Sometimes Mysterious. The letters in capital spell out Autism.

I wish that neurotypicals knew that those of autism don't like change. We like to keep our routine the same and when something in our routine deviates we are prone to a meltdown. I would also like neurotypicals to respect our personal space and not be so touchy feely. I personally don't like people to touch me.

I want to tell people on the spectrum to just keep putting one foot in front of the other because we never know what is waiting for us around the next corner.

An awkward story I would like to share is one year at Thanksgiving my husband and I were invited to a holiday gathering. I made a pumpkin pie from scratch. He ate someone else's pumpkin pie. Nobody ate my pie. I took my pie home with me and was so mad at him for not eating my pie I thru it all over him in my 1991 Camaro. It took my best friend and I two weeks to get all of the pie out of the car. Every year my husband and I make Camaro pumpkin pie.

Sadly as a child I was not diagnosed with autism so I never received any extra help or programs while in school. I was not diagnosed with aspergers syndrome until I was in my early twenties.

The signs and signals that myself and others saw that suggested I was on the spectrum is my stimming behavior. For example I rock back and forth, flap my hands, and hum if I am over stimulated. If I get mad I have a tendency to hit my head or chest. Also I don't like people in my personal space or touching me. Finally I am prone to meltdowns if my daily routine gets out of wack.

When I was finally diagnosed on the autism spectrum disorder I was relieved. I knew as a child I was different then other kids and when I was diagnosed the differences all made since. Plus once I had a professional diagnosis my parents and husband quit saying I was acting like a spoiled brat.

Yes I believe not being diagnosed as a child made things more difficult for me. I had very poor fine motor skills as a child. I feel that I would have benefited from occupational therapy. Also I have poor balance and believe I would have benefited from physical therapy. I also tend to speak thru my nose and mumble my words. So I believe speech therapy would have benefited me as well.

As for obstacles in life I have had numerous challenges in my life from my disability. For instance I wanted to be a special education teacher and I passed the place test but didn't pass my student teaching. The first time I questioned a teachers authority and they took me out. The second time I didn't interact with the staff and lost control of a first grade class when teaching them about dinosaurs. I love to hike but due to my lack of balance and poor coordination I have to hike with a partner. The problem with finding a partner to hike with is I have very few friends. I am brutally honest and a lot of people find me to abrupt.

My name is Stasya, I live in Moscow, Russia. I prefer to call myself Saturn Febralski, and very few people know my real name. I was born in year 2002, on Tuesday while it was raining due to a weather anomaly.
In childhood, I didn’t have a lot of friends. I guess people could feel my differences. Plus, I never introduced myself as a boy or a girl – I used to tell people that there’s a big colony of ants in my head, with different roles and such, and therefore, I really can’t decide what gender I am. I had a big imaginary world and I still do. A lot changed in it but it’s still there. I got diagnosed at the age of eight. The first question the therapist asked me was “why don’t you like this world?” and I answered, “because it’s boring”. My mom immediately told me about my diagnosis as she walked out of the cabinet. On the next few weeks she did a huge research about autism. I’m very grateful for this.
I was taking medicine and getting therapy, and because of that, I became “normal-looking”. There is no such official diagnosis as Asperger’s in Russia, and I couldn’t get official status of disabled person. So, I had to adapt. People still didn’t like me, but soon, I started to understand why. I was always overdramatic, without really wanting to. The key is that behavior like this shocks people. If my mom was yelling at me and I suddenly started crying and blaming myself, she stopped. This became a bad habit which I sometimes struggle to control.
At the age of thirteen – I barely remember these years – things got much worse. Teens are cruel and I was a scapegoat. I can’t really blame them for it. “Autist” for them was rather a curse word than a medical term. I wasn’t a nice person, either, with my lack of compassion. There was a lot of attempts to find myself in life. I was a musician, an artist, a writer, and now, I’m a university student in the field of biology. People who become close to me say I’m an awesome person, and I think that it’s my biggest accomplishment so far.
My dream for the last few years was to have a voice. I want people to hear me. I want them to become engaged by my ideas, and by my imaginary world. Sounds egoistic, but all I wanted is to help people realize. Now, looking at all everything bad people say about Greta Thunberg, I became quite pessimistic.
I really wish that people could stop separating themselves into different groups. Cultural ones, political ones or even ones defined by their gender. This may unite people within this group but makes them distant from anyone else. It makes me sick to hear people bashing each other. Russians blaming Americans, men hating women, Christians separating from atheists… I understand that unity is not possible, but I keep dreaming about it. I escape in my imaginary utopia world because of this.

Jayne Dragon

Jayne Dragon

What made me originally suspect that I was on the spectrum was when I started looking at aspects of myself. A few of those things include how I relate to dyscalulia, PDA and genderfluidity.

I wasn’t diagnosed when I was younger because I was a quiet, shy girl and women and girls still struggle to obtain a diagnosis now. The teachers in the 1980s didn’t know to look for it in girls. I didn’t face any barriers in getting a diagnosis as an adult, it’s just taking a while. I feel frustration at how diagnosis still centers on childhood. I still have one final appointment.

I want to be warm. I can't think when I'm cold. I have a lot of problems with winter and being unemployed. I feel that we all deserve homes not just a place you have to live We can so much better if we are released from small burdens like washing up or cleaning. I would love a home, I am currently living in a flat. I want a safe place that can't be taken away and can be non-triggering.

If anyone is curious to know any adult autistics that want to be involved in any testing, I may be interested in finding out more. Feel free to contact me through Facebook.

Tuesday, November 12, 2019

Danielle Ryer

Danielle Ryer
New Jersey, USA

My name is Danielle – you may know me as the editor of UVoA.

I’ve had a lot of ups and downs in my life, but everything I’ve experienced has taught me to exercise caution, patience, understanding and love. That it’s okay to go for what you want, so long as you’re not doing anything unethical, and that you still consider others along the way. As you move forward, life’s about lifting others up with you. I’ve gone through a lot of difficult times, but all in all it’s taught me to laugh and be mindful.

I believe in being authentically true in what you think and feel. When you can help someone, do it, while still remembering that you and your continued existence is your first, but not only priority.

My philosophy in life is inspired by the Tao Te Ching. One of my autistic special interests is in Asian culture. I’ve been to Japan in 2018, and China in 2019, for study abroad (see picture above!).

I went to undergraduate school at Rowan University, where I earned two BA Degrees: Psychology, and a second in Philosophy & Religion in 2017. I am now a part-time Master of Social Work student at Rutgers University, and I graduate May 2021.

I have many dreams about where my life may go. While I am pursuing the path of becoming a social worker, particularly an outpatient therapist/coach, I’m also dipping into the path of entertainment. I’d love to someday have a television show where I satirize the mental health field. I also enjoy being a radio personality and talking about mental health where I can. As well, I’m hoping to publish a book in 2021 or 2022. I'll have a lot more to say then, and I hope you'll follow my work and consider reading once it's published. (My FB Pages are here: [comedy, mental health], [advocacy & coaching].)

I like staying busy. I have many hats right now: I’m the editor here at Unashamed Voices of Autism, The Aspergian, a freelance editor (if you want to know more, ask), and I am also a writer. I am a life coach for individuals on the autism spectrum and their families, I also do motivational speaking on this topic and others (about my service, and my Facebook). I’m a counselor at Crisis Text Line (read my story here). I’m a former radio DJ (archive), podcaster, stand-up comedian. I’m also training in karate! Psst, free comedy about me being autistic!

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Monday, November 4, 2019

Anonymous 5

Age 30
Georgia, US

I am a graduate student.

I've made several attempts to figure out where I fit in this world that would also allow me to support myself and use my capabilities to my advantage. I feel much closer to that goal than ever. I am learning Project Management in IT and more advanced business practices. I enjoy it.

Something someone would be surprised to know about me is that I also like watching horror game play-throughs, but I don't like horror movies.

My biggest accomplishment thus far is making it as far as I have with my optimism intact. It hasn't been easy to hold on to.

I'm trying to incorporate more kindness into my life every day through my interactions with others. I want to be kind to others, even if that kindness isn't returned. I'm trying to get better at showing that same kindness to myself and trying to accept myself as I am right here and now, and feeling like I'm enough.

Something I wish neurotypicals knew about autism is that sometimes it's a subtle thing. The pressure to mask and keep up appearances is exhausting day in and day out. I'm doing my best.

Something I want to tell fellow autistics: It's okay to move at the pace that's best for you. It may not match what society says is "correct," but even neurotypical people might struggle with this. It's okay to take breaks and pace yourself.

I've only recently had access to a few resources, such as counseling and academic support for my classes. One of my biggest advocacy milestones has been talking to professors to let them know what's going on. If I had been diagnosed sooner then I may have had access to resources; especially counseling and classes. Online classes have been great for me, as I can do them at my own pace as long as I get it done by the deadline.

I noticed that I wasn't interested in a lot of the same things as my peers and had a lot of trouble recognizing and regulating emotions. I was bullied in elementary school and had a rough home life so I retreated into my imagination and played a lot of video games and read a lot of books.

Once I got to college, I started going to counseling in order to process a lot of the pain I was carrying around. I was diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder and Generalized Anxiety Disorder. That diagnosis just Like, it was close, but it didn't answer all of the questions I had. I had nothing else to go on, so I just went with it.

Looking at myself, I noticed a few different signs that I was on the spectrum, such as my fidgeting, stimming, masking and mimicking emotions/personality traits. I had immense relief when I was first diagnosed; like a question I'd had my entire life had finally been answered. Today, I feel like I don't have to mask as often and can be more authentically myself. Accepting it is hard sometimes, especially when I have to accept that there are some things that are triggering to me, and that would be unhealthy for me.

In school, I took theatre and chorus, and this helped me along the way.

After I graduated, I began working at a martial arts school with students and coworkers that were on the spectrum or had other neuro-divergences and I began to listen and relate to their stories and recognized their behavior patterns in myself that I tried my best to mask ever since I was a child. I began to research and self-diagnosed myself with ASD (Asperger Syndrome) and found out that women on the spectrum often get misdiagnosed and overlooked. I got tested by a psychologist, and I felt relieved. So deeply relieved. I also felt like I had permission to stand up for myself and advocate for what I need, rather than settling into what society says I'm "supposed" to do. I'm wired differently, but that does not make me invalid or lesser. To get through before I had the diagnosis, I just had to take it one second, one minute, one hour, one day at a time. I still use that now.