Why therapy putty is my favourite sensory tool so far
Since learning that I'm Autistic, therapy putty has quickly become my favourite sensory tool to help regulate my emotions, and what's more, it's actually fun!
Sensory sensitivities
My favourite headphones, earbuds, and earplugs for Autistic adults
Headphones have become my go-to option to block out the clang and clatter of the outside world when everything becomes too much. These are my favourite noise-cancelling recommendations.
Swimming: ultimate sanctuary/sensory nightmare
At time of writing, the forecast maximums for the next four days where I live in the suburbs surrounding Brisbane are 34, 31, 33, and 35 (that last one is…
Rejection sensitive dysphoria and its connection to Autism
By the time I reached my late teens, I couldn’t walk through the local shopping centre without feeling like everyone was laughing at me. That I had never met these…
The Ekka: an Autistic person’s perspective of this iconic event
There are few events as iconically ‘Queensland’ as the Ekka – the State’s largest agricultural show where tens of thousands of families in and around Brisbane flock annually to the…
I do my best work between the sheets: An Autism sleep tale
I know how the title of this article sounds. But can you blame me? I’m half asleep. Again! That’s despite me turning the lights out just after nine because I…
Inward opening toilet doors are a germaphobe’s nightmare
Before I discovered I’m Autistic, I thought that maybe I was OCD (the idea of being Autistic didn’t even exist!). That’s because I like everything in its place, I’m very…
Autism and the relentless need for control
During the past week, I realised something about myself that isn’t easy to admit. Or maybe it’s more accurate to say that I’ve known about it for a while but…
Dance like no one’s watching: my first ‘real’ blog post
So it’s Friday, and that means it’s the end of another week, and that means that time has well and truly come loose from the chain. I mean, it’s out…
The miracle of shower therapy
Last week, when I was in the midst of an extreme Autistic meltdown, it wasn’t the bottle I reached for, or the cat that I kicked*, it was the shower…
The tomato that ruined Wednesday
Wednesday morning I cooked a fry up: steak, eggs, hash brown, tomato. While it might not meet the current standards of Australia’s dietary guidelines, it was delicious. Except for the…