Posted in Cooking, Food, Thoughts

Eating the alphabet: B

I searched the internet to find food that starts with the letter B.

Bananas, Blueberries, Beetroot, Bok choy, Broccoli, Bacon, Barley, Beans, Basmati rice, Bocconcini, Bread, Barramundi, Butter, Brie, Buckwheat, Brown rice, Butternut pumpkin.

I decide to make Stir fry with Bok choy and noodles. The worst part is cutting up the chicken, since I hate touching raw chicken, then having to wash my hands a few times to make sure my hands are sterilised and clean. Bf prepared the chicken and I chopped the Bok choy, cooked it in the wok for a few minutes till it was wilted, then added to rest of the ingredients.

We made a lot so it lasted me a few meals.

I really like this new idea I have for eating the alphabet, so I plan to make one every week. I like the challenge of finding a new letter food each week.

(c) ASD and me 2020.

Stir fry with Bok Choy and veges.

Posted in ASD, Autism, Frustrated Aspie, Thoughts

What not to say to a person with ASD

Aren’t we all a bit Autistic?

No. Why is this even a thing people think? Would they say everyone has a bit of cancer in them? This just rude and dismissive.

You’re a hero and an inspiration.

Why? Because I get out of bed and don’t cry all day?

I hate when people say this. They may mean it in a nice way, but it still feels like I should be on a stage in a freak show for people to point and gawk at.

Soldiers fighting in wars are heroes, Doctors curing disease are heroes, Firefighters are heroes, Police who protect the public are heroes, not some women who just wakes up every day like everyone else does.

You should be proud.

Proud of what? I didn’t ask to be born with Autism, I struggle everyday with my disabilities. I hate them mostly, but there’s no cure for Autism and anxiety and depression are difficult to fix, so I have to live with them; I don’t have a choice. And suicide isn’t an option for me, so that’s why I’m trying different things, like swim lessons, art classes, online study, to see if any of them make me feel better.

You’re so sensitive and stop being sensitive.

How about you stop trying to bully me, control me, be bitchy to me and just leave me alone. I really do not need nor want you harassing me.

And yes I’m a sensitive person. I care about animals, my family, good people, world peace, all good things in the world. How about you focus on your lack of sensitivity and compassion and stop bullying people.

You’re so quiet

Yes I am quiet. How about move away from me if you want to be noisy, or smoke, or spray deodorant, or eat stinky food like curry.

And yes, I want quiet when I’m shopping because its a shop, not a nightclub and I don’t want to lose my hearing because I need to buy food.

You should eat Chilli, it’s good for you

If another person tells me to eat chilli, it’s good for you, it’s good for my digestion, it will help me loose weight, I’ll scream. I don’t know how many times I have to say I’m fucking allergic to it. How about I force you and peer pressure you to eat something you’re allergic to huh?

Also, I’m fine with my weight as it is, I don’t live on a scale like you so how about you keep your thinly veiled comments about my weight to yourself. Maybe eat some chilli, or some carbs, then you won’t be so nasty.

(c) ASD and me 2020.

Posted in Food

Eating the alphabet: A

I’m trying to eat healthier and not eat junk. I want to eat more fruit and especially vegetables. I decided I’ll eat my way through the alphabet and maybe I’ll find some unusual foods I haven’t tried before that have a good taste, texture and are easy to cook.

There are many foods starting with A, such as: apples, avocado, almonds, apple juice, apple cider vinegar, anchovies, etc.

Some of these I can easily find at the supermarket, but others, I need to search for, like the Amaranth.

I decided to go for what I already had in the house: Avocado.

1. Toast some bread

2. Peel and mash the avocado.

3. Avocado on the toast.

4. Catch some salmon.

5. Prepare the salmon.

6. Or just buy packaged salmon and put on toast.avocado toast2

©ASD and me 2020

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Its raining rain, hallelujah!

Yes, I know that title is very cheesy, so much it may make some readers lactose intolerant, but I don’t care. Its raining here!

Full on rain. Not a few spits of water, full on thunder stormy type rain. It’s amazing. It was so loud last night, it woke bf and myself up around 3am. The loud thunderous noise reminded me of when the drug dealers still rented next door and used to wake us up at 3am with their music and drumkit.

But I’m not worried. I was able to fall asleep after a while and this morning I woke up, and there were actually puddles on the ground. The grass is green, not a hay brown colour like it has been for months. Birds are sitting on the powerlines in the rain enjoying not being burned alive in the fires. They are making bird noises and flying around.

This sudden reprieve from the fires is like magic. The weather forecast claims the storms will continue till the 20th, so I hope that’s true.

©ASD and me 2020

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Deleting old blogs.

I found a bunch of old books that I wrote passwords in for old blogs and social media accounts. I have been going through them, slowly, since some of the passwords don’t work and other issues.

I held onto these things for years, and for what?

I think it was because I was still hoping to be published. I guess I still can be, but it really doesn’t matter. I can start a new blog for free on WordPress whenever I want , so I don’t know why I was holding on to old blogs from 2012.

I read some of the comments and one was rude and sarcastic pointing out my spelling mistakes. I don’t know why people do this. Its called a mistake for a reason. I would have done this when I was younger, but now I don’t want to waste my time; I have better things to do.

I’m still going to write, but I won’t focus purely on getting published like I did years ago before I gave up. I wasted 10 years and received nothing but gut ache, sadness and a pile of letters.

Writing should just be fun and a way to express myself, not torture or a pain.

Who knows, I feel attached to this blog right now, but back then I was super attached to those blogs, so I don’t know how I’ll feel in the future about this one.

Honestly, it feels so good to remove and delete all this junk. What is it anyway? Nothing tangible. Nothing I can touch. I don’t care about likes or whatever, I only had social media because its expected of writer to have a platform.

I’m thinking about making new accounts, but sometimes I think its more trouble than its worth.

©ASD and me 2020.

 

Posted in 2020, Thoughts

I’m tired of unreliable people wasting my time.

I’m trying to stay positive this year, but sometimes its very difficult, especially when I have to rely on other people to keep their word.

I have been studying an online line course that hasn’t exactly been a disaster, but the tutor who was assigned to me I think is. She makes excuses for forgetting appointments, then says “I’m so sorry blah, blah, blah…” I mean, we have a long email chain, written with history in Gmail, that we can just scroll through. Why can’t she just look at it?

I don’t know what to make of this. One time, yes, can be a mistake, but three? How can she keep making mistakes and writing the wrong date down in her diary. It’s 2020, get it together.

I really wanted to write a bad email, but I kept typing words, then deleting words, so in the end, I said “I’m so angry I can’t even write a proper email”. I also took a screen shot of her words saying “ok 11am Friday smiley face”. I wonder how she will respond to that. Will she admit she made a mistake, or will she say she doesn’t remember typing that. No, I think she will make her usual excuse of “I’m so sorry, blaaaaaaaaahhhh”. There’s only so many times a person can apologise before it just becomes meaningless background noise.

I’m so confused and despondent. I feel like again, a pile of dirt has been dumped onto me and I now have another hard climb to get back up to where I was before; if that’s even possible.

Loud sigh

I’m angry and annoyed that this stupid women wasted my time. I won’t think about it anymore for now. I’ll put it on hold in my mind, then I’ll deal with it on Monday.

Its a new year and bf reminded me that all online study has done is made me more stressed and anxious. Is this what happens when I’m brave enough to tell someone I’m disabled and ask for help?

That was Friday, this is Monday and I’m still thinking about it. I don’t even want to check my email because I think she sent me a reply. So now I don’t know what to do.

So yeah, unless something amazing happens, I think I’m done.

©ASD and me 2020.

Posted in 2020, Thoughts

2020 list: Exercise

1. Do some exercise everyday.

By exercise, I don’t mean join a gym. Gross. All those sweaty meatbags throwing themselves around the room.

Exercise can be any form of movement, (my definition) for 30 minutes a day:

Walking around the supermarket

Walking around the shopping centre

Hanging out heavy baskets of washing

Cleaning the bath and scrubbing it, raising my heartbeat

Vacuuming and moving around the house

Moving furniture to clean behind and vacuum under

Standing at sink washing dishes

Filling or emptying dishwasher
Gardening, pulling weeds from a garden bed or vege patch

mowing lawn, trimming the edges, especially if you use a manual hedge trimmer (I don’t do these)

trimming tree branches, flowers, leaves

Carrying a full watering can down the ramp and around the backyard. I need to fill it and refill it as well so that takes at least 30 minutes or more and makes me puffed.

Trimming the wormwood hedge, which really needs it, but too hot outside for that.

Repotting, moving pots, replanting plants, picking fruit and vegetables.

I also want to walk outside, but I need to wake up very early to avoid the heat, and can’t walk far because of the smoke. I walk more during the other seasons, so I can’t wait for summer to be over.

What ever moves my body and makes me sweat, makes me puffy and makes my heart beat faster I’m considering exercise.

ASD and me 2020.

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New year, same old habits I need to break.

Yesterday I made myself angry watching a video of people yelling at the PM. He tried to shake hands with a woman and a male Firefighter after they told him they didn’t want to. After everything that has happened, and seeing new smoke near where I live, I was angry and had started typing another angry post. This one was even more angry and sarcastic than the last. But I’m glad I waited and didn’t post it.

I thought, even if I post sarcastic, angry thoughts it won’t stop the fires. I’ve never met the PM and I don’t know what his motives are, but we shouldn’t blame him for the bushfires. Fires start here all the time, even before he was PM, so even though everyone’s angry  and throwing eggs at him, I don’t want to get angry and over react. I want to break that bad habit and think before I speak and act.

I have reacted without speaking many times in the past and I have always regretted it afterwards. I have bad habits I really want to break, so I have to try and change my mind and not react straight away. I need space and time to gather my thoughts.

Since my diagnosis in November 2018, I have felt more and more vulnerable. I want to tell people about my ASD, but I’m afraid of their response. I’m afraid to even tell my own mum, because we don’t get along sometimes and she has made jokes about my missing tooth, then said I’m your mum, which somehow justifies saying nasty comments and hurting my feelings. So now I fear telling anyone. I can only really talk about it to my psychologist, who had to cancel our last appointment because of the fire.

I’m starting a list of things to try for the new year. They’re not goals, just ideas for me to try and improve my day to day life.

©ASD and me 2020.

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Happy new year

Its almost the new year and I normally make resolutions like, I’m not going to eat chocolate again or I’m going to walk everyday, but I never keep them. I’m filled with zeal and sugar from all the junk I ate over Christmas and my brain is on a high.

So when I come down, normally in February around my birthday and realise I’m a year older, I come back to reality and realise that, I like good quality, mostly plain chocolate and I’m not really worried about my weight. I’m more worried about my teeth being healthy or my gut not hurting, or the arches in my feet not aching.

I still don’t know how to feel about having ASD, so I’m neutral and just trying to live like I did before I knew. That’s my intention, but it doesn’t work out that way mostly.

I do want to meet other people with ASD, especially women who were diagnosed later, like 40, but, I’m not sure what to expect. I don’t expect anyone to become my friend just because we were born with the same disability. I also don’t want anyone to expect anything from me. So conflicted.

I really want to meet new people, but I don’t want any expectations on either side and offences taken or feelings hurt. Meeting new people can be like a battle field sometimes.

Less than 10 people in the world know I have ASD, so I’m conflicted over if I should tell people. I think on one hand, it might be nice and less stressful to be “out” and free, but on the other hand, I’m scared that people will use that very personal information against me and say stupid shit.

But I don’t need to worry about that now.

Happy new year everyone.

© ASD and me 2019

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Remember the 90s and 2019

I can’t believe its almost 2020. When I first realised it, I was excited because I thought we were almost near one of my favourite song 2525, but then realised no wait, wrong century.

But here are some things I want to remember from 90s when I had my extremely confusing and depressing high school and early twenties.

Martin Molloy was a radio show based in Melbourne in Victoria. It was written, acted and hosted by Tony Martin and Mick Molloy. They are both comedians and I listened to their show everyday it aired. When I attended college, I asked my mum to record the show for me from the radio, so I ended up with lots of cassettes of the show.

The 90s were different to the 80s they were shiny and bright, but 90s were grungey and angsty and singers seemed angry.

I loved a bunch of different genres, some only one song, some albums.

I loved shows like Beavis and Butt head, Ren and Stimpy.

I could write all day about songs and shows I loved growing up in the 90’s, but I need to prepare for the new decade. At least this time we don’t need to worry about Y2K.

Remember that? My Mum made me buy a bunch of candles incase the lights went out. What did you do for Y2K?

There were also movies about preparing for Y2K, like Office Space.

And there will always be a special place in the cheese factory of my heart for 1999 by Prince.

© ASD and me 2019.