I am an autistic adult.
http://about.me/jaden.walker
I'll post links to interesting posts on autism issues, blogs, and my own posts on autism.
DISCLAIMER: If you see that I've quoted your whole article, it's because I queue up posts very far in advance. I'm sick of my links going to blank pages. The articles will all still be linked for credit, but if you want me to take your article down, just ask.
Whether it’s something that’s been present since birth, or whether it’s developed later in life, disability can have a profound impact on your sex life – on the way you do it, and also the amount you have it. There are so many barriers facing disabled people – from self confidence and self esteem, to finding a partner, overcoming physical and emotional barriers… the list is endless. In fact, all those same barriers everyone faces to having an active sex life, and then some. The difference is, no one seems to want to talk about sex and disability.
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A Guide to Embarrassment by Beth Evans [tumblr | twitter]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/7ab7c517882c38be1c8feaee4f5150c6/tumblr_mkp8e8GmlC1qksquzo1_500.png)
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[sarahseeandersen]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/5a1bd85ddaa5a6d39bcb597eb6c23f0a/tumblr_mkhca7zyMd1qiuiebo1_500.jpg)
Sometimes I post comics on Instagram. FOLLOW ME.
This is a constant fight between my aspie wife and me (also aspie, duh).
I have this feeling all the time. I hate it.
I’m familiar with this mood swing.
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Story time:
Before my parents died, my mom took me to have a tooth pulled. Due to my synesthesia issues, the doctor agreed to put me completely under for the procedure. Once I was back home, I’ve been told by my mom and my wife that I just sat there, slowly eating chocolate ice cream, saying over and over again, “This is why I don’t do drugs,” while staring at the blank wall.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/69182479d0289598b83d3bb2ab6e4945/tumblr_mj1kcpTQop1qewacoo1_500.jpg)
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Story time:
Before my parents died, my mom took me to have a tooth pulled. Due to my synesthesia issues, the doctor agreed to put me completely under for the procedure. Once I was back home, I’ve been told by my mom and my wife that I just sat there, slowly eating chocolate ice cream, saying over and over again, “This is why I don’t do drugs,” while staring at the blank wall.
