Underneath my yellow skin

Category Archives: Society

Excited for the first time in 12 years

I’m excited. For the first time in 12 years, I’m…hopeful? And that is a dangerous thing because I was ready for America to go to hell. I was resigned to losing the election because this country is a fucking joke. And then, Kamala Harris did the unexpected and chose Tim Walz, my governor, as her… Continue Reading

Neurodiversity and me, part six

In yesterday’s post, I was musing about not even considering that I might be autistic. Plus a bunch of other things, too. I was saying how because of the norm being so engrained (and pushed), you can’t even see that there might be something else. Social skills? Of course everyone knows that when someone asks… Continue Reading

Neurodiversity and me, part five

In yesterday’s post, I was musing about how stereotypes of autism blocked me from realizing that I might actually have it. Another one that really tripped me up was how autistic people miss nonverbal/social cues. I have read and heard it said so many times that if you want an autistic person to understand your… Continue Reading

Neurodiversity and me, part four

I have a lot more to say about neurodivergency and society. In yesterday’s post, I talked about how society is more aware of the issue in general these days than, say, twenty years ago. Some people complain that everyone thinks they’re neurodivergent these days (much like some people complain that everyone thinks they’re nonbinary/trans/genderfluid these… Continue Reading

Neurodiversity and me, part two

In yesterday’s post, I talked more about the family dysfunction that papered over my neurospiciness for far too long. I mentioned how my mother struggled with my brother because he has the classic male symptoms of autism. By the way, when I said to him a few months before my medical crisis (in early September… Continue Reading

A letter to my younger self, part four

In yesterday’s post, I went off on a tangent because of course I did about how much I love tangents/side notes/footnotes/side roads. Then, because I’m me, I spent a healthy chunk of time on that instead of what I actually meant to write about. Which, in this case, turned out to be about how much… Continue Reading