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Some of my favorite blogs on autism, mental health and Christianity

Here are some blogs I follow written by women with autism spectrum disorder. I hope you find them to be as resourceful as I have.

1. Anonymously Autistic ("Anna")
https://anonymouslyautistic.net/

2. Everyday Aspie (Samantha Craft)
https://everydayaspie.wordpress.com/

Here are two blogs I follow regarding mental health (autism, though not a mental illness, is an included topic with both, and a Christian worldview in the second.

1. Broken Light Photography Collective (Danielle Hark)
A positive place to share your photos and mental health story.
https://brokenlightcollective.com/

2. Confessions (Matthew Malin)
A blog about mental health where you now can share your confessions about mental health and your Christian faith (though you don't have to be Christian to visit or contribute).
https://findingwhoweare.com/

Here are some autism blogs that look good, but that I haven't had the chance to delve into yet:

That Bloody Cat
https://thatbloodycat.com/

You Tube channels:
Amythest Schaber
https://www.youtube.com/user/neurowonderful

Here is a disability blog where staff and guest bloggers can share their views on a wide range of topics: The Mighty https://themighty.com/

Here is a jewelry store where you can buy jewelry to stim with (chew or spin). Made by autistic people.
http://www.stimtastic.co/

I hope you will find this information useful as I have.


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