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To parents of autistic children, you are not alone! To the mom running her child to ABA therapy while her friends are driving their children to soccer practice, you’re not alone.…
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This is an excerpt from my book, All Across the Spectrum, that you can pre-order here. Autism and functioning labels As I kept sharing about autism on my blog, the #ActuallyAutistic doubled…
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Thank you the Cromwell for sponsoring this awesome trip Las Vegas: Our first kid-free getaway We spent the weekend in Las Vegas and it was amazing. Willy and I had actually…
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Get Eileen Lamb ‘s book, All Across the Spectrum here Before I became a mom You know when I was the best mom I’ve ever been? Before I actually had kids.…
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Pre-Order Eileen Lamb ‘s book, All Across the Spectrum here To the people who are fighting invisible battles—the people who hurt in silence from the fear that their feelings are a…
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Pre-Order Eileen Lamb ‘s book, All Across the Spectrum here Why I love the Montessori education model When Jude was 18 months, he was delayed in his development. Because his only…
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This post has been sponsored by Wealthfront. All thoughts and opinions expressed here are entirely my own. Can we afford a high-end college? When I lived in France, I was lucky…
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Charlie’s extra finger! Looking at Charlie now, you’d never guess that he’s been through so much in his short life. When I first laid eyes on him, my first thought was,…
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Thank you Mattel for sponsoring this post, all opinions expressed are my own. Yay for friends and family! We’ve been lucky enough to have friends and relatives visit us this year.…
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Autism checklist for adults I was diagnosed with high-functioning autism as an adult. Read my post about it here. I often get asked what the signs are and if I knew…
![Anxiety has a way of ruining good things that happen to me. Even when I’m happy, it comes creeping on me like dark overcast clouds over my sunny day. I convince myself that too much happiness is suspicious, and if I’m happy right now, it’s because something terrible is soon to happen. Anxiety is not rational. Anxiety is knowing all about the logic of something being impossible to happen and still convincing yourself that there is a crack somewhere in that logic and that the 1-in-a-million chance of something bad happening will definitely happen to you.
Anxiety also comes with an overthinking mind. It’s an intense mind that never stops thinking, so much it becomes a form of torture. I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night sweating, thinking of the things I could have done better, like that one text a few months ago that maybe I should have worded slightly differently.
My anxiety doesn’t only affect me, it affects the people around me too. Anxiety makes my relationships harder. I’m thankful for the friends in my life who stay. I want them to know that it means the world to me because I know I can be hard to love sometimes. I can be paranoid, and too sensitive — too much, too me. If I see changes in a friend’s behavior, I come up with tons of hypothetical scenarios that would explain why they hate me right now, because if they didn’t answer my text yet, clearly they do hate me.
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Anxiety also comes with an overthinking mind. It’s an intense mind that never stops thinking, so much it becomes a form of torture. I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night sweating, thinking of the things I could have done better, like that one text a few months ago that maybe I should have worded slightly differently.
My anxiety doesn’t only affect me, it affects the people around me too. Anxiety makes my relationships harder. I’m thankful for the friends in my life who stay. I want them to know that it means the world to me because I know I can be hard to love sometimes. I can be paranoid, and too sensitive — too much, too me. If I see changes in a friend’s behavior, I come up with tons of hypothetical scenarios that would explain why they hate me right now, because if they didn’t answer my text yet, clearly they do hate me.
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