Left uni super late so I would pop by that 🏳️‍🌈 bar tonite and mingle w/ the crowd for a drink or two. As I locked the bike at the corner and took off the lights, looking at the ppl chilling outside, social anxiety kicked in and I froze.   Couldn‘t do it.

Despite all the daily masking, despite all the well-trained performance when out w/ friends or at uni. I present complex stuff, engage full-on in Q&As but fail miserably at entering places on my own, including those meant to be safe spaces.

Time and again I come to realise that my autism  isn’t just a disorder, it is a disability   . On a lighter note, fedi chilling at home can be sweet, too  

#autism #NeuroqueerLife #Sigh

Progress is progress, no matter the pace!

Progress means different things to different people, too.
For some, it means doing more, for others, doing less!
Some folk measure progress by what they have learned, or gained, or by how they have grown.

Progress is personal, and seeing our progress rarely benefits from the comparison game!

Try to judge YOUR progress by YOUR standards, not those imposed by others. Easier said than done, I know, but it is worth trying to see things that way!

#SnailMagic #NeuroqueerLife #NeuroqueeringLife #SnailsAreNeuroqueering #Progress