A painfully real look at what happens when an adult is diagnosed with autism and attempts to share the news with loved ones.
Category: Identity
My name is Hugh Willis. I am autistic. Having an autism spectrum diagnosis and changing…
The drive from Wellington, Florida to Chicago takes nineteen hours for a family of average…
It was the anniversary of Moby Dick‘s publication. 15 November 1851. The song was released…
An aspie father’s letter to a kid with Asperger’s
The wires in my brain seem to be configured by some elaborate practical joke. There…
Autism is such a broad and new subject. It wears many faces, expressions, emotions, hindrances,…
…the holiday season where “everyone” tells you you’re fine and your kids are fine and EVERYTHING is fine – when they wouldn’t know fine if it bit them in the jingle bells. . . and because you are who and how you are, you know they are lying.
In my circle of friends and family, I’m known as the quirky one. I’m the…
My communication skills have always been the star pupil of my skills. On paper, that…
If you haven’t already, click here to read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3…
My family has a thing for knives. It all started when my Aunt chased her…
Be me, an unknowingly-autistic man. Put yourself in my shoes. I managed school. Literature and…
The Autistic Brain The autistic brain does intake and process empathy (and every other sensation)…
Trigger warning: this one is dark Content warning: bad poetry Fifteen years ago, I wrote…