What do I want? What I want is a 16 bedroom mansion in Surrey with a jacuzzi, steam room, a room full of games consoles, a chauffeur called Parker and outdoor stables containing 20+ polo ponies… I am of course joking. However, the way “professionals” look at me when I say what I… Continue reading There’s no place like home… unless you are autistic, part 2
What do you want? This is a question that I get asked a lot when it comes to where I want to live. I was put into care when I was 21 years old after our local authority refused to offer any help, support or respite care for my Mum who was dealing with my… Continue reading There’s no place like home… unless you are autistic, part 1
Everyone who knows me well knows that I am autistic, however as autism is a hidden disability, when I am out dealing with the public things can be really tough. Quite often I get tutted at by cashiers as I fumble about trying to find my wallet, notice the eye rolling as I take longer… Continue reading How my autism awareness badge changes how people react to me
I just realised I haven’t posted… since 2016… My bad… A lot has happened between me moaning about the weather and now. Firstly my lovely (now-ex) council decided to drop my support hours from 10 a day to 2 a day! I do not like change one bit, so needless to say this hit me… Continue reading It has been far too long!
It is often joked about that people in Britain are obsessed with the weather. Our unpredictable climate can bring rain, snow and a heatwave within a matter of weeks. People will moan more, however when the weather is ‘too hot’ or ‘too cold’ which drives some people to believe that others are ‘never happy’. For… Continue reading A genuine reason to moan about ‘Great British weather’
A lot of people say I seem to be a happy person. Others describe me as having a great sense of humour, being really funny. Although I wouldn’t argue with these descriptions as I often have a big smile on my face or am cracking yet another joke or terrible pun, I am hiding a… Continue reading What you don’t see behind my smile
I haven’t been writing a lot recently. This is in part, due to my increasing university work, studying social sciences, but mostly due to a sudden attack of depression. I’ve lived with depression on and off since I was 12 years old, so although I wasn’t particularly prepared for the dark clouds’ return, it wasn’t… Continue reading How Billy Joel reminds me I’m ‘Only human’