A Dose Of Cool

Let me ask you something. How many times have you said “Cool” or “That’s so cool” today? I’ve probably muttered it to myself when going through my Twitter feed about fifty times this morning alone. But how did the word “cool” in itself grow to become… well, cool? I was thinking about this whilst brushing … Read moreA Dose Of Cool

The Confused Ambivert

That’s right. I’ve decided that I’m a mix of extraversion and introversion, but I don’t know where I lie on that spectrum. Somewhere along the line, society couldn’t resist labelling people who don’t sit firmly on either end. Voila, the birth of the ambivert. So yeah, I guess that’s me. But I’m still confused about … Read moreThe Confused Ambivert

Is it a square or is it a circle? No, it’s a squircle.

Or more commonly known as the ‘fundamental attribution error.’ You have to be able to see things from both sides. If your truth is the only truth than tragically you are missing at least half of the world. Perhaps you’re missing even more than that. If you can’t see a situation from a different perspective … Read moreIs it a square or is it a circle? No, it’s a squircle.

10 Autism Myths. 

PsychPerspectives. Below are 10 common myths about Autism Spectrum Conditions. To clarify definitions, Autism Spectrum Condition is an umbrella term for: Autism (below 70 IQ, non-verbal or verbal. Asperger’s syndrome (average or above average IQ) High-Functioning Autism (basically Asperger’s, but with a delay in language development; unable to talk until approximately 5 years old) The 10 Common … Read more10 Autism Myths. 

The Journey Back Part One: The History and the New Path

13892189_1153112248043222_7635208731133739943_nLike most tragic events in life, large or small, I would be hard pressed to tell you how this all began.

Did it start as early as I suspect, from infanthood, the feeling of abandonment that children get when their parents are not quite ready or capable of being the kind of parents that provide not just the material goods we all require in early life, but the sense of love and security that any child needs at the beginning, by being held and reassured?

Knowing what I know of my father it is possible.

Did it start once my schooling began when one little incident marked me for life as the loser, the one to be pointed at, the one to be pushed aside and shunned, hearing the words come out of the mouths of your peers that crush your soul down into a little compact box, never to be opened?

Was it coming home, hearing the same words and phrases (loser, lazy, ugly, worthless, nothing) from my father that I heard from my peers every day, reinforcing the idea that I was nothing more than what I was told?

Was it being no more than twelve or thirteen years olf after my mom was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis and having my father leave for another woman, leaving his son to carry the burden of being the ‘man’ of the house for three of four months, walking two to three miles to do the shopping, cleaning bed sores and taking care of a mother the son barely knew as a person?

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