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Being Married to Someone on the Autism Spectrum
My husband was recently diagnosed as having Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD). At first, I was immensely relieved by his diagnosis – we both were. For all the major miscommunications and resultant disagreements we’d had that led us to an assessment, we had started to think that either he had to be wired a bit differently or of late, we were both more irrational in each other’s company than Donald Trump is...in general. After our initial ‘aha!’ moment had passed, I began writing to various Autism support organizations thinking that surely, they’d be able to guide us in forging a way forward despite our utterly different approaches to life.
By Abellona T9 years ago in Humans
Never Good Enough
All my life, starting so early in my childhood, have I always been made to feel as if I'm not good enough. For anything, from not being good enough at being a child, not good enough to be friends with, not good enough as a sister, not good enough as a daughter, not good enough to be cast aside from my sexual assaulter so he could go after my sister. Not good enough for my biological father and his family to stay in my life, instead if abandoning my mother and I shortly after birth, not good enough for my adopted father to acknowledge me as his own. No, never have I been good enough, but I knew one day I would. From all those years of lack of love, it was building up for when I was a mother. I'd be plenty good enough to my children, and that is what kept me fighting; smiling with my head up high.
By Noel McLeod9 years ago in Humans
The Shocking Truth of Cheating
A few days ago I was hanging out with two guys and because I've always had this relentless curiosity surrounding the way people act and why they do some of the things we deem in this day and age as normal or acceptable. Besides this I also like to think of myself as a woman that has insight for most female scenarios and even some male standpoints. So there we were sitting in the car and I started the first conversation while the other guy was sleeping. We were discussing his current relationship at the time and he had told me he and his girlfriend had been together for about 5 months and he was expressing the problems they had. For instance, I was told their current problem was because she was accepting money from other guys. Now having seen this type of behavior before, I wasn't shocked; plenty of women and men take advantage of people financially so I gave him a hypothetical.
By AceWifeyMa9 years ago in Humans
Sexism in the 21st Century.
The wonders of the modern age are numerous; we have been able to land on the moon, cure or treat a whole host of diseases and create pocket computers. Yet we still cling to the stupid belief that women are somehow inferior. They are not and men have only created this impression out of fear.
By John Ames Birch9 years ago in Humans
Why Didn't I Think of That Earlier?
There is little more frustrating than the inability to come up with a witty or off-the-cuff remark when insulted (either accidentally or on purpose). You freeze. Possibly stand still. If you’re anything like me the word "fuck" repeats over and over in your head in this really urgent loop. Sometimes I used walk away to only realise at a later point that I have little crescent moons embedded in my palms from having my fists so tightly balled. The funny thing is that maybe half an hour later it comes to you—the exact thing that would’ve been perfect to say. The exact thing that would’ve knocked that smug look right off their face, or if they’d inadvertently offended you, make them reconsider the fact that they obviously hadn’t thought of your feelings. You know you’re better than this, right? You’re better than them. This wasn’t you at your best and you go mad thinking about how you’d do things differently and you would be the one walking away high-fiving people and looking smugger (is that even a word?) than that sap Juliette Lewis.
By Caroline Egan9 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 10
When the rainy weather passed, days of sun and heat took their place as May turned into June. Finding a few hours to rest between rehearsals and the performance in the evening, Adèle was lounging and reading fashion magazines in a pillow laden hammock hanging among bowers of white rose bushes.
By Rachel Lesch9 years ago in Humans
Fugitive Love
Waves crashed ashore a meteoric orange beach, sands glimmering as if they were made of flickering embers. The sun's dying rays reflected off the not far-off moonlight silver 1971 Dodge Challenger, casting dramatic colors over the two people perched on the car's hood. The keys jingled faintly in the ignition, the radio churned out music that was too low to be distinct.
By M Kier Murdock9 years ago in Humans
Do Not Fall for Jail House Talk
My off and on again boyfriend admitted to me on our first visit after he went to jail that he loved me and that he was sorry he had not told me how he really felt before then. He released his property to me and asked to make sure we had phone time and he could get commissary. I took care of his finances and made sure he had everything he needed. He left the rest of his money with me so I would be ok, the next 2 months I had done the same. I even went beyond as to visit every other day for 2 1/2 months and him asking me to marry him (I said yes) as soon as he got out. Well, he gets released, the first day he was glad to see me and we had a good day. The next day he wakes up sick, and grumpy with an intense headache.
By FELIX Foster9 years ago in Humans
