Autistics have multiple phobias of doing things mainly brought forth by induced anxiety. Throughout childhood, this fear resonated deep within me and even today I have some unquenched fears before getting an injection or blood draw. However, I have slowly understood that these events are a necessary function of life that must be undertaken for my health.
Becoming an adult, especially in an independent living situation requires the execution and management of tasks that need to be completed on a routine basis in order to keep the habitat a well-oiled machine. Things need to be done, but keeping balance with everything else can be quite tough for one’s executive functioning.
As many know, being autistic can present challenges with keeping and understanding friendships. The lack of them can deter the positivity of one’s well-being. COVID has made the isolation effect of those who have no friends very challenging and can result in flare-ups of mental health symptoms that wouldn’t have been there prior.
Being an autistic adult, I always want to throw a pity party about how bad life is for me. Sometimes, all it takes is a good therapy session for someone to remind me of all the talents I have and how I yet shy away from showing who my true self is so others can applaud my efforts that I do for the community both far and wide.
Nowadays the comorbidities of being autistic and having other mental health conditions such as bipolar disorder and schizophrenia is more prevalent than ever. With the blending of these comorbidities when something is communicated, it can cause a trigger to the autistic person in the form of unwanted behavior or anxieties.
This week, I had the opportunity to attend a day of awards ceremonies awarding those who have supported youth and those adults, including myself four years ago who have made that journey, While I am sitting here reflecting on those years since receiving that award over four years ago. It is often brought to the forefront of the additional things I achieved, some major setbacks and bounced back from the major ones.
This week has been an out of this world week. But if anything it has taught me to never give up on my dreams, including my hopes and dreams for a healthier lifestyle. While we may have not hit the target as of yet, in the distance can see the destination ahead and it looks … Continue reading Wellness Wednesday: Inspiration Comes in Mysterious Ways
In last week’s adulting blog, I discussed being independent and having the ability to make your own choices and own them without feeling invalid. This week, while accepting more boundaries for myself made me understand that I, along with anyone else autistic or neurotypical, have rights for themselves. One of the struggles that I see in many autistics, including myself, is that of consent.
This week is a landmark week on the wellness journey. Six months ago I had a visit to my doctor’s office where I got on the scale. I weighed 358 pounds, the clinically highest in my life. For some time I had experienced back pain and other difficulties when walking long distances. When I got on the scale that day, I knew I had to get back on track because the Quarenteen and then some had caught up to me.
When an autistic adult makes that big leap into independence. They are oftentimes away from the cusp of their very guarding parents, however some can still remain a close bond. The circumstances for this can remain very complex and as a result can make the ability for the autistic person to feel at ease about making decisions that they can feel comfortable or that they know is in their best interest, despite their close supporters objecting to their choices.