Sorry bad sad poetry follows, I am feeling low and need to get it out. I have pushed back, I have fought hard. It’s never ending, it flows on and on. But there is always the box. I am retreating, I am worn down. It is encompassing, it is pushing me to the … Continue reading My Box
It’s been an awfully long time since I last wrote a post for my blog and that is largely because I haven’t known how to say what I want to say and I still don’t. I cannot however use that as a reason to avoid talking (writing) at all. I often find that I get … Continue reading Working Through
The pizza was the final straw, the last part of a jigsaw that came together to to bring me the special of the day, a shut down. To anyone around I'm sure it looks as though I am behaving like a spoilt child sulking over not getting what they wanted, there may be a tiny … Continue reading Taken Down by a Pizza
So it's been a fairy eventful week, one that has included experiences that left me shocked, scared and worried for the future but also overwhelming grateful, loved, cared for and hopeful. Seven days ago with no little amount of anxiety I along with my wife and best friend made our way to the Shalbourne Suite … Continue reading Mixed Emotions
I find that I am often drawn to the more pessimistic possibilities when approaching something that is anxiety provoking. This is in no way help by the fact that when confronted by something new or different or scary I have to know all there is to know. When this coincides with a new interest or … Continue reading Something is not Nothing
So the month of Autism Awareness/Acceptance is nearly at and end for another year and at some point we will hear about how successful the campaign has been. For me in the UK this will be from the National Autistic Society, they have been running the "To Much Information" campaign and recently have focused on … Continue reading You see what you want to see
I would never claim that I have a hard life or that things are unfair, whilst it certainly isn't easy and there have been some straight up horrible bits, I am in many ways incredibly lucky. That said I feel like I'm on a bungee cord above the opening of a volcano, one minute I … Continue reading What’s going on?