Funkonovo/Allison's autism Blog

Before I received an autism diagnosis, certain members of my NT family were fine with making fun of me and calling me names. When I was 19, I was diagnosed with autism. Finally, there was an answer to why I covered my ears during loud noises and rocked almost constantly as well as my lack of eye-contact and slightly strange gait. People treated me differently post diagnosis. I hadn't changed since the diagnosis. I couldn't figure out why I was being shut out. Even people who were neutral toward me who would say "hello" did not. Some people didn't speak to me at all when I made the effort; and minimal socialization   is   an effort for me. This still happens. It happened at my mom's funeral two and a half years ago when I had to see my NT family members. It happened the other day when the NT neighbor came by to speak to my sister with me in the car. I am there , but not there. This might be an autistic point of view, but these people are very...

My first avatar for this blog 11/4/16 Yes, this is me. The Avatar lady with resting bitch face. Don't blame me. That one isn't mine! I'm not really that horrible. I am hurt and angry. I am tired of people tearing me apart because they don't agree with my Christian Worldview and my autism. Why do I keep allowing commenting? Aren't I supposed to "believe the best"? Well, the assholes keep creeping in, despite civil warnings, so I am here now and I can say, after 6 years of blogging, there will never, ever be any commenting allowed here. Not ever. For me, commenting isn't healthy. It is another door Satan uses to try and tear me down. I am autistic, so communication is already a problem. My badly damaged sensory filters add to the hyper-sensitivity. Though I long to engage, I know the payoff, at least online, isn't worth it. I began my blogging journey here and I have come home to roost. I hope you will find what's written here t...