Your Autistic Life: The Ruminations of an Autistic Man
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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UnitedHealth’s Stupidity Is Suffocating
What kind of idiots run this company?????????? UnitedHealth was hit in a data breach. They did exactly what you should not do. For fuck’s sake! You do not need to be a genius to fucking know what I’m going to fucking tell you here. If you guessed that I am mad, well, bingo! You win…
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The Examined Life
The discovery of my neurodivergence has been a blessing in disguise, for, together with other crises, it forced me to examine my life. I know for a fact that some people won’t accept that neurodivergence is a blessing at all. These folks sometimes wish that they would be able to do away with their own…
Latest Articles:
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When Your Sex Bites You In Your Autistic Ass
I’m a cis male, but my autistic traits correlate with those of cis female individuals. The study of autism is plagued with sexism, even to this day. There is definitely more awareness of the problem nowadays, but the prevalent view of how autism presents in people is largely based on antiquated stereotypes. If you are…
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Johns Hopkins’ Billing: Death By A Thousand Cuts
Johns Hopkins’ billing department is, again, billing me for bogus charges. I’ve complained about this multiple times. Nothing is happening! This article was originally published elsewhere in November 2022. I’m republishing because it serves as a good example of my slogan, AHABe. I’ve done minimal editing. Here I am, complaining, again, about Johns Hopkins. This…
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Autistic Joy: How I Did NOT Celebrate Valentine’s Day With My Boyfriend
We are on the same page, he and I, Valentine’s Day is not something to celebrate. I’ve always had a difficult relationship with Valentine’s Day. I went through the motions, for the benefit of my ex-wife. It was very important for her to mark the day, somehow. As far as I see it, Valentine’s Day…
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When Shitbags Fake Disability
This story is such a clusterfuck of deceit and incompetence that you should be as mad as I am! Tie your hat! This is going to be a really rough ride. It is not every day that watching a cooking video on YouTube sends me ballistic. Yet, here we are. I’m bloody mad, and so…
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My Sleep Ritual
This is what I have to do if I want a good night of sleep. You need to be logged in to view the rest of the content. Please Log In. Not a Member? Join Us
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Willow
A daddy’s girl Buddhist funeral. A lynx-point female Siamese catWillow was her assigned nameTruly, she was a daddy’s girlShe never learned claw controlWhen this girl showed her loveShe’d put her paw on your armAnd immediately drew bloodStill, I let her do it. No fuss from meBecause she was my sweet girl When I went to…
Latest Videos From My YouTube Channel:
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A Christmas Git
Finn tries to give a Christmas git to Alice. https://youtube.com/shorts/wnmoj0scOfE?feature=share
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Doctor Chernobyl
Finn tells us the origin story of Doctor Chernobyl. https://youtu.be/mlxKz5lkCA4
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Do You Have A Passion For Farts?
Do you have a passion for farts? Yes? You’re in luck because FartGPT is hiring? https://youtu.be/Gv5MGaM7MlE
Latest Music:
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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…
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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…