Autistic Mother of four
Living, Loving & Laughing!
Living While on The Spectrum
Awareness & Acceptance By Shawnti Prince I've always considered myself a kind, caring soul whose grateful to suck breath because I've had to overcome a lot, but I don't hold bitterness in my heart because forgiveness comes faster than the injury.
Living While on the Spectrum: Different Not Less
I've learned so much in the past two months, and believe me when I say the overwhelming overflow of love has left me speechless. I'm unbelievably happy to have found like-minded people dedicated to loving and understanding the human condition. I am glad to be on the receiving end this time. I live a sheltered life, and the truth is, It's because I have trouble finding my way through all the intense emotions and situations I find myself in. It takes time to process everything before a response (that makes sense) will be reciprocated. There's been a misunderstanding, yet again. My choice to share my life came from nothing but pure, authentic love, and I intend to be even more transparent than I already am.
Living While on the Spectrum
Living While On the Spectrum I'm having a tough time working through all the different thoughts in the world, and It's getting harder by the minute to guide my children through all the misguided opinions of others. How do we teach our children to be confident in their authenticity when everyone seems to be biased? I was always able to understand both sides of an argument, and because of that, I lived in a constant state of confusion for a long time.
Living while on the Spectrum
BIAS As a young girl aging into an adult, the only thing I wanted was acceptance. My masking was because It was difficult to connect in the ways I needed to. Having people tell me, You look at the world through rose-colored glasses has tormented me until I found my voice. Fear of being misunderstood is the root of all my anxiety. I've made peace with that fact about my life, now it's time to share my story with the world. ASD didn't change anything about who I am, the diagnosis explains a lot. After all the wondering and second-guessing, I had answers. Now I know how to help my children, even when depression and anxiety try to take me down, I will always get it together. Now my family is on the road to a better place. But, now I have more profound concerns, and that is walking in the world with all this hateful rhetoric. I've learned to camouflage, but I raised my children to own their thoughts and not to be afraid to speak up when they're feeling wronged.