The Tenth Sunrise

I hate waking up early, getting out of a warm, comfortable bed to walk in the cold should be considered a form of madness! Madness, I tell you! But it can be worth it to see spectacular sunrises over the ocean in Woodpoint.

So Why Does My Blog Look Better All Of A Sudden?

So anyone who's been reading my blog for a while will probably notice that it looks a lot more organized and professional, like it's gotten a serious upgrade. Because I'm new to blogs, I asked my cousin and friend Oisín O' Mahony to help me with the buisiness of making the blog better to look … Continue reading So Why Does My Blog Look Better All Of A Sudden? →

Attempts to Divide Autistic People Into “High Functioning” and “Low Functioning” Only Create Misconceptions About Autistic People

Labeling people and putting them into boxes presents misconceptions and stereotypes. This article was originally uploaded to Facebook, and in it I discuss the labels of "high-functioning" and "low-functioning" autism, and the challenges they present.

If My Autism Was All Cons and No Pros I Still Wouldn’t Want a Cure

So this is a follow up blogpost to my previous post “What If An Autistic Person Wants A Cure." https://autismneurodiversity.wordpress.com/2022/07/30/what-if-an-autistic-person-wants-a-cure/ In it I talked about how for some autistic people, they may feel that their autism causes only disadvantages, and no advantages, so they may wish that there was a way for them to not … Continue reading If My Autism Was All Cons and No Pros I Still Wouldn’t Want a Cure →

What If An Autistic Person Wants A Cure?

Content Warning: Ableism, Abortion, Eugenics, Bigotry, Bigotry Against Autistic People. This is probably the heaviest post I ever wrote in terms of subject matter, so if that's not for you it might be an idea to give this one a miss. I’ve talked before about how when most autistic people are asked, most do not … Continue reading What If An Autistic Person Wants A Cure? →

The Year Mars Got Really, Really Big

11th August 2020. First attempt at sketching Mars at opposition. At least I captured the ice cap, but I would learn a valuable lesson, pastel pencils are good for sketching many things, but not Mars, they are not good for sketching Mars at all! Although this sketch is kind of adorable it lacks the detail … Continue reading The Year Mars Got Really, Really Big →

The Second Toughest Cycle I Ever Did

My brain is being overactive, much like the Duracell bunny, so I’ve decided to do another blog post, even though my last blog post was yesterday. This is on the second most difficult cycle I ever did. So why did I do my first cycling blogpost on my toughest cycle? Now this blogpost is going … Continue reading The Second Toughest Cycle I Ever Did →

Autistic Special Interests And Why I Won’t Shut Up About Organs

Oh hello, would you like to have a three to four hour conversation about organs? Did you know that Laurens Hammond wasn’t even a musician and wasn’t in favour of combining the organ he invented with the iconic Leslie Speaker? What’s that, you’re busy? Oh that’s fine, we will continue this four hour discussion tomorrow, … Continue reading Autistic Special Interests And Why I Won’t Shut Up About Organs →

The Toughest Cycle I Ever Did

My noble steed. What's great about it is it's only a steed in a metaphorical sense so you don't have to feed it. I’ve been big into cycling since 2014. It begun when I sprained my ankle, and I was terrified to run on my ankle for a few months, afraid the injury hadn’t fully … Continue reading The Toughest Cycle I Ever Did →

Autism Expertise Disorder, A Terrible Affliction That is Stalking Our Lands

Hello, today I think it is about time I talked about a terrible condition that is affecting a large percentage of the population. This condition is called Autism Expertise Disorder. I can’t abbreviate it to A.E.D because that is already automated external defibrillator, so, let me just check, could I use the P in expertise, … Continue reading Autism Expertise Disorder, A Terrible Affliction That is Stalking Our Lands →