In My Own Spectrum

 Huzzah! Happy Late Father's Day! Before I get to the main topic of this blog, I'd first like to apologize about my absence from posting, I'm still trying to get used to having to write something every couple of days, and it has been a struggle to think of stuff to write about recently. So again, I'd like to apologize for my disappearance as of late.  Now for the true meat and potatoes of this blog. This Sunday was Father's Day, a day where we are able to celebrate our great dads in our life, and today I decided to focus this blog on the greatest father of them all, my own dad. In today's blog I will talk about three great reasons why I love my dad and appreciate what he does (There are many more reasons but I decided to choose the top three for time reasons). My first reason I love my dad is because he is extremely supportive of my interests and of everything I do. My dad has always been my number one fan and has been to every award ceremony, contest, and just ...

Huzzah! Today is a day truly worth celebrating, I was able to snag myself my first ever job! After a few attempts and a couple of mock interviews, I can gratefully say I am employed! I work as a janitor at a local church, and from the couple of days I have been working, I have had a blast. Before getting my job, I was nervous that I wouldn’t be able to get a job for a while, this is due to the job market being “Anti-Autism”. Many autistic individuals have a hard time getting jobs due to the emphasis on social norms, excellent communication and top-notch eye-contact, most of these aren’t really in my expertise, now I’m NOT saying that these skills aren’t important, these skills definitely are important for a job, but many employers put these things over actual skills required. All of this can make it a challenge for people like to get a job. I love my job, I find the variety in my work very fun. Now you may be thinking, if I’m autistic, shouldn’t I hate variety and like things that ...

  Huzzah! It’s a cool June night, I crack open a Dr. Pepper (my favorite) and open the window letting a cool breeze in. I type on my computer after having two grueling long days. Yesterday I had my “I’m done”  party. You should know, I hailed from a smaller Class of 2025, and like many classmates, I too shared my celebration night with a friend. It was two grads for the price of one party!  Everybody came, ate tons of great food, and I saw one of my best friends get a Mustang as his graduation gift. I was so happy to see that his smile never left his face that entire night. After we lit off fireworks and enjoyed a nice bonfire, I said my goodbyes as I went to hangout with a different group of friends (We didn’t go to bed until 4am).  Fun night, right? Well, for someone like me, social gatherings, shin-digs, and get-togethers can be a very stressful and hard time. I naturally get irritated, annoyed, stressed, and tired when I have to talk to an excessive amount of...