Author Archives: TheChandChronicles

Hear Me Roar

The very notion that girls are trained from out of the womb that their comfort is always secondary provides quite a bit of insight as to why our autism isn’t diagnosed sooner … or even at all. Continue reading

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Pictures and Patterns

It is predictable, safe, and controlled, the same tetronimos falling in the same order at the same speed every time. Continue reading

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No Small Change

Change is so hard. It is rainfall on a holey roof. Continue reading

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My Mountain is Calling and I Must Go …

Then in 2017, I began running up the staircase. In 2017, the year I turned forty-two, I learned that I have autism.  Continue reading

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Deficient vs Different

I know that I am autistic, not because I am a failure (in fact, I am not a failure, despite society’s definition!) but because I experience, interpret, and perceive the world in ways that are different than how most people seem to do. Continue reading

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Hope and Resilience, Two Vignettes

I started to cry, covering my face with my apron … I squinted my eyes so my room became a swirl of colors. Continue reading

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It Just Doesn’t Occur to Me.

What if we treated physical affection the way we do roller coasters, or, better yet, big cities? Some people love them; some hate them; some think they are a nice place to visit but would never live in one. We can each figure out what is right for us. Continue reading

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