Monthly Archives: July 2018

From Burden To Badass: How I Became An Activist & My First Vlog (circa 2014) | Eve Reiland

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My body was a coffin after the onset of Psychogenic Non-epileptic Seizures*, a mental condition, in 2010. It was a living breathing container for a dead person walking.

Consciousness came with unending electric pain zapping through my limbs, back, head and left me exhausted and unable to do the basics of life — like get out of bed. All attempts at self-care needed the help of another person to support, carry or protect my head if I hit the ground to shake, rattle and roll. A slight breeze on my skin would be enough to trigger the hell.

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Eve Reiland, 2013

At this point, time had zero meaning and amnesia masked my memories — including the birth of my daughter. She was 18-months-old when I triggered. I’m told I was in bed for the majority of two years and lost a lot of hair. Because my condition was…

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Bullying in the #ActuallyAutistic Community – YouTube

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Published on Jun 15, 2018

I am greatly disappointed that so many autistic people waste energy fighting and tearing each other down, instead of elevating each other. A little kindness and compassion can go a long way. United we are stronger. Divided we fall. Check me out all over the web: http://www.neurodivergentrebel.com http://www.facebook.com/NeurodivergentRebel http://www.twitter.com/NeuroRebel http://www.instagram.com/NeurodivergentRebel For Vlogs & Daily RV living – http://www.WildnFreeRV.blog http://www.facebook.com/WildnFreeRV http://www.instagram.com/WildnFreeRV http://www.twitter.com/WildnFreeRV Music – http://www.jeremybootheandthewanderer…

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‘I’m not being rude but I have no idea who you are!’ – Thoughts on Prosopagnosia

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The title of this post is something I have said – or thought – on many, many occasions in my almost 44 years on this Earth. Most people have an innate ability to tell one human being from another. If they meet someone then they remember what the person looks like most of the time. I do not. Most human faces blur into each other and I cannot remember people I see all the time, including work colleagues and family members. When I was a toddler my mum and brother and I went overseas and left my dad behind. When we returned three months later I had no idea who this scary guy with a beard was and why he seemed to know my mum, brother and me really well! I spent my childhood, teenage and young adult years thinking that may inability to recognise human faces was unique to…

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Autism, masking and ageing. A personal view.

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This post  is about both ageing and masking. Masking can be a difficult subject as some autistics can’t mask their autism, and those of us who can often wish we didn’t have to, and yet we may depend on masking to get by. Masking overall is not really a choice though in some circumstances we can chose to unmask ourselves. We may also just be unmasked by circumstances – and this can be deeply confusing and humiliating. It is both a relative privilege and a survival strategy. Yet however important masking can be in mediating aspects of autistic challenge in neuro-normative spaces it is also pernicious in it’s effects on us.

Revealing autism and unmasking are not entirely the same thing in my view – and this is worth pointing out. One of the difficulties we face is that to talk about being autistic we must often use our…

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