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What. The. Fuck.
(Hey look if you’re #actuallyAutistic and haven’t figured out that we are several lines into “first they came for” redux and our line is coming up, now is a REALLY good time to figure that out.)
(Hey look if you’re #actuallyAutistic and haven’t figured out that we are several lines into “first they came for” redux and our line is coming up, now is a REALLY good time to figure that out.)
https://twitter.com/DellaLuna/status/1669873333410865152
I think that as of right now it is the official recommendation of this account that Autistic people actually stop seeking medical diagnosis.
It doesn’t help us. The term is their term for us. The stories it conjures are false and harmful to us.
And they are tracking us.
It doesn’t help us. The term is their term for us. The stories it conjures are false and harmful to us.
And they are tracking us.
If you need it for benefits, do it.
But if you want it for validation, let’s talk.
You don’t need that. The whole problem is that you have been trained not to trust your intuitive self.
Are you Autistic? You already know, right? You just want permission to accept it. Ok. Here.
But if you want it for validation, let’s talk.
You don’t need that. The whole problem is that you have been trained not to trust your intuitive self.
Are you Autistic? You already know, right? You just want permission to accept it. Ok. Here.
“But autistic means all of these other things, doesn’t it?”
No. It means what you feel and know yourself to be, in all its idiosyncrasy and its unrepresentability in language.
You can just not worry about explaining it and let yourself know it.
No. It means what you feel and know yourself to be, in all its idiosyncrasy and its unrepresentability in language.
You can just not worry about explaining it and let yourself know it.
Do you think your kid might be autistic?
Don’t bring them to a doctor to be classified and tagged.
What’s their biggest interest right now? Bring them to a meetup of adults interested in that thing. People passionate enough to show up early on a Saturday to talk about rocks.
Don’t bring them to a doctor to be classified and tagged.
What’s their biggest interest right now? Bring them to a meetup of adults interested in that thing. People passionate enough to show up early on a Saturday to talk about rocks.
Let them engage with the (other autistic) people of all ages around this shared interest and just watch. Notice how you feel, too. (You are probably autistic.)
Build connections and community there, and see how your kid *thrives*.
That’s an autism “diagnosis.”
Build connections and community there, and see how your kid *thrives*.
That’s an autism “diagnosis.”
And every time your kid’s joy makes you feel shame?
My god, do NOT put that on them. That’s not theirs to hold. That’s YOUR damage. It wasn’t fair to you either. Why would you pass that on?
Instead, recognize that shame for the map it is: to the parts of yourself that you hate.
My god, do NOT put that on them. That’s not theirs to hold. That’s YOUR damage. It wasn’t fair to you either. Why would you pass that on?
Instead, recognize that shame for the map it is: to the parts of yourself that you hate.
The answer here isn’t to lock those parts away forever, like the shame wants you to.
It’s to love them as fiercely and unconditionally and strongly as you can, until you understand that they are also you.
Take your power back, stop fragmenting yourself.
It’s to love them as fiercely and unconditionally and strongly as you can, until you understand that they are also you.
Take your power back, stop fragmenting yourself.
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