Your Autistic Life: The Ruminations of an Autistic Enby

This is my blog. I masked my autism for the first 50 years of my life. I discovered in March 2023 that I am, in fact, autistic. Prior to this time, my life was mostly okay, but did not make much sense overall. Since my self-diagnosis, my life makes much more sense.

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Premium articles can be found here, besides appearing in the other sections.

Editorials:

  • The Measure Of An Enby

    Am I nonbinary? The signs point to the fact that I am. When you’ve met one enby, you’ve met one enby. I realized that this motto was true even before meeting one enby as an enby on a dating app. I suspect I have met some enbies a long time ago, but I did not…

  • My Policy About Boosting Fediverse Posts

    My boosting behavior mostly reflects my desire to have a tidy timeline. I like a tidy timeline devoid of tons of stuff that I won’t want to read. I also think that I cannot hold others to a high standard of discrimination in boosting, if I don’t hold myself to that very same standard. It…

  • Trans Kids Shouldn’t Have To Hide Who They Are From Their Parents

    I’m sorry to report that most parents fail horribly in this matter. Recently, a trans kid was asking how to buy binders without their parents knowing about it. This request saddened me. No, not because the kid is trans. I am saddened because, as is usually the case with trans kids, the parents are not…

Random Articles:

  • Being Unattached Is Not Something I Need To Make Peace With

    If being unattached works for you, great. It ain’t working for me. I’m going to start with a comment about the terminology I’m using. I’ve settled on unattached to indicate a state in which someone has no romantic partner. I was going to say single, but this does not quite fit. Some single people can…

  • The Dawn Of Understanding

    I’m just beginning to understand that the masters said. Good news! You’re already enlightened. Bad news. You still need to practice, for a long time, and most likely until you die. Ain’t this fun? Oftentimes, Zen practice beings with a desire for enlightenment. I’ll get enlightened. Then I’ll show them! Not a very wholesome thought,…

  • The hand-dancing form of stimming: sprinkling the ground with holy water

    Another form of stimming. I call it sprinkling the ground with holy water. 🤣 I’m wearing my Stimming Is Life shirt in this one. You also can get one at my store: https://www.bonfire.com/store/your-autistic-life/ Specifically here: https://www.bonfire.com/stimming-is-life/ (If you are on the fediverse, you’re going to have to follow the link to the article to see…

Latest Articles:

  • Yvonne Rorrer Declares Herself Ethically Non-Monogamous

    A portrait of Yvonne Rorrer.

    Good for her, and for those of us who are also into ethical non-monogamy. I have never heard of Yvonne Rorrer until Stephen Colbert talked about her on The Late Show last night. I know she is a Democrat, but I don’t know more about her political positions. At any rate, it is a good…

  • Why I Usually Don’t Get All Pissy When A Relationship Fails

    Two hands reaching for one another.

    I don’t like drama. Finding a picture for this article was hard. That’s because a lot of the pictures I found imply feelings that I don’t have. (I’m not crushed, or angry, etc.) Or they imply the end of a long and intense relationship. It wasn’t the case here. My latest date told me minutes…

  • A Senseless Breakup As a Zen Koan

    A Japanese gate jutting out of the water.

    She put me in an impossible situation, and gave me the gift of a koan. I’m still reeling from the worst breakup of my life. Well, the worst breakup so far. There’s no telling if something even worse will come some day. It’s been almost two years, but last night a song came up and…

  • Gift Giving: A Minefield

    A minefield with sings indicating that it is a minefield

    I’m both a bad giver and a bad receiver of gifts, according to society, at any rate. Gift giving is a minefield for most autistic folks. It definitely is one for me. Since Valentine’s Day is upon us, here’s a reflection on why most options are terrible. In no specific order, A great part of…

  • Is Meditation More Pleasurable Than Sex?

    What being neurodivergent and queer has taught me about this question. There is frank talk about sex in what follows here, including masochism. In my view, it is light talk, but reader beware. From time to time I see claims that meditation is indeed more pleasurable than sex. Wow! Let’s reach for the meditation cushion…

  • Getting Rid of Old Shit

    I’m lightening the load. Don’t think for one second that getting rid of old shit is easy for me. I do find all kinds of reasons to keep stuff around, but life events sometimes insist on your making the decision to get rid of shit. My divorce was such an event. I had to part…

Latest Videos From My YouTube Channel:

  • Hair Fuckery

    CONTAINS CRUDE LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL INNUENDO. At Hair Fuckery, we fuck up your hair! https://spectra.video/w/6wj3wgyu2s37bqKfr2Gjdz

  • Don’t Lose Your Head: Always Read The Fine Print!

    Always read the fine print first. That way you won’t lose your head later. https://spectra.video/w/nLrhsruESt5oR6EfrpWKn8

  • Yanking Your Chain

    A man is puzzled by his toaster not working. The service he gets ain’t great. https://spectra.video/w/5LeY1J7mc1FPoeUBRt6Hnh

Latest Music:

  • Stimming Is Life 002

    A playlist for those who like to stim to music. One thing I found that 120 beats per minute (BPM) may be close to my limit when I walk. I may have songs that go above this limit, but if they are too fast, then I just hand-dance and forget about walk-dancing. If you want…

  • Stimming Is Life 001

    A playlist for those who like to stim to music. I’m a late-diagnosed autistic, and yes I did self-diagnose. For the longest time I was able to mask, but my cancer lessened my ability. Yet, if I look back at my life, I was stimming years before my cancer. One form of stimming for me…