Dyspraxic Rogue

So you’ve read the title, and you might be confused because this is going to read similarly to the other posts from previous months. As I’m writing this, I am staring blankly at an essay on topic I don’t really care about, that I’m struggling to write. I also only have about 20 minutes to write this, before going to meeting for a presentation next week. But to answer title and the questions that are found this is not a blog post because it’s a week late and I haven’t got the time to do what I want to do.

This month I was hoping to get to tell you about autism awareness and all the discussions I’ve seen across that and other parts of the neurodivergent community. I was also talk about charities and neurodiversity and how even the most well-meaning people can make mistakes or be the cause of major issues. But I didn’t have time. My own stresses and anxieties and the relentlessness of the pace of work I need to do to get me through the rest of this year mean I couldn’t just stop for a little.

So this is not a blog post, because the work effort and the care is not here. This isn’t going to be checked by somebody else like every other blog post I do is. This more or less is gonna be straight what I dictate to what you read. There are some pressures I put on myself when I write these posts, I talk about the last month and what’s happened and the issues I’ve noticed around me. But this last month I think too much happened. But also by not calling this a blog post, I work around the blocks in my brain that mean that everything has to happen on time or not at all.

I’m gonna stop rambling now, because I don’t have time to keep going. But the one little bit I will keep is just to say breathe, take a nap, reading a book and relax, (okay that mostly be to remind me relax). For some of us the coming months are gonna be really hard, what our practice dealing with people, and I know at least for me, would rather stay in bed watching lectures online than going back out into the real world.

One last thing before I finish is the piece of advice that I wrote for the original post for this month which I don’t know if I’ll ever get time or have the stamina to write is to go listen to disabled and neurodivergent people about what we want, don’t ask parents or our doctors or other well-meaning folk. So much over the last month I have had autistic people have to reiterate a phrase the other members of the neurodivergent community tend understand so well “nothing about us without us”. Too many people seem to forget that we can speak for ourselves.