Autism

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Keep the Season Bright (Despite Being Light-Sensitive)

I bring a bag of things to do—a book, a journal and pen, a music player and headphones—for when I need to chill out. If I get too overwhelmed, I take a walk in the cold air. When I take enough breaks to disengage, I can enjoy spending time together with large groups of relatives!

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I’ve Just Seen A Face

Autism acceptance, for the author, means recognizing that her autistic daughter “already is happy; she has a good life. So do a lot of people who go with their humanity unrecognized and unacknowledged.”

Two people fishing on a riverbank, as seen from behind.

Social Skills: Context Matters

So what’s going on here? Does my autistic son lack social skills or does he not? The answer is that context matters. Socializing costs a lot of tokens. When he is in a situation that is already difficult for him, he won’t have those tokens to spare.

black-and-white clip art of a menorah.

Chanukah

On Chanukah accommodations: “All those candles A had carefully placed and lit, he blew them out. Technically that’s a no-no in Jewish rituals. But we march to the beat of our own little yiddishe drummer boy around here, and eternal or not a flame is still a flame.”

Selfie of Jean, a white woman with long medium-brown hair, smiling. Background: a body of water and a city skyline.

Jean’s Adult Diagnosis Story

I am very grateful to have this new piece of information about myself. I don’t consider my diagnosis to be an answer to all my life’s problems, nor do I consider it to be a deficit. What I see it as is a new lens to see my behavior through.

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I Don’t Know His Name, But His Face Rings a Bell

My particular form of prosopagnosia (facial blindness) includes inability to recognize faces and names.  For example, every year I dreaded our family reunion and the inevitable awkwardness of seeing cousins and aunts and uncles and having no idea what their names were.

Decorated Christmas tree with presents underneath.

Let Me Stim, Let Me Stim, Let Me Stim

Let me stim: Holidays mean hanging with folks who might need a gentle reminder about kindness and accommodation for autistic kids and adults, on being nice about understanding autistic behaviors versus assuming naughtiness.

Small white boy with short curly brown hair running through a pumpkin patch.

How to Help Autistic Kids Have the Best Halloween Ever

When it comes to Halloween and autistic kids, parents need to be clear-headed, creative, and flexible, and prioritize our kids’ needs and stamina. So, if you’re in the market for Halloweening advice, let me dump some on your head, courtesy of personal experience, friends’ adventures, and the Internet.

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