Finding My Voice

Sometimes language eludes me.

It’s not usually the ability to speak that is a problem. I sometimes speak quite a lot. Writing is admittedly easier, and things like email are usually the best way to convey my thoughts and/or plans. But the ability to put together complex themes into a coherent whole — such as an essay, a story, or a blog post — seems to get blocked sometimes.

This has been happening more and more lately, and I find it distressing. I have self-published two novels and several short stories, and for a while there I intended to make writing at least a part-time career. But I have been finding it harder and harder both to start new projects and to maintain enough momentum to finish them.

Maybe it’s an executive function issue. I’m still learning how to identify those as they come up. Mostly I just end up feeling overwhelmed, and my head goes fuzzy instead of…whatever un-fuzzy thing it was supposed to be doing.

As a current case in point, there is this blog. I have always had difficulty keeping blogs going, despite many attempts. With this one, I promised myself I would impose no deadlines, no expectations on my own ability to produce words. But I did promise a follow-up to my last post, about telling my parents that I am Autistic, so this time it’s been weighing on me that it’s taking me so long to put something together.

The talk with my parents went remarkably well. I brought all my plans, my script and my articles…and then I didn’t use any of them. Instead I just launched into the topic shortly after arriving, and didn’t stop until I felt I had said enough to reach some initial level of understanding. They asked some questions, and made some observations that helped them put what I was saying into context, and while they seemed surprised at first I could sort of see it settling in.

That conversation was also meant to be a prelude to discussing the topic with my wider social networks of family and friends, primarily via Facebook. So after I got home, I spent the rest of the week crafting that initial announcement and choosing what information I wanted to share.

I posted it on Friday morning, then went for a walk. The rest of that day was nerve-wracking, as I waited for reactions and got very few. Even things I posted after that got very little reaction for a while, which is unusual. Chatting with other Autistic people on Twitter helped me keep things in perspective for a while, particularly with the suggestion that many people probably just didn’t know what to say, but I spent the better part of two days second-guessing everything I had said and generally feeling anxious about having said anything at all.

Then over the weekend I got a private message from a friend. This is someone I have known for a few years online but have never actually met, and we had had a private conversation a couple of weeks earlier about the autism spectrum and late diagnosis. She realized at that point that she was probably on the spectrum as well, and began pursuing more information. She was writing this time to thank me for my public post, and to tell me that that previous conversation had helped in ways she hadn’t foreseen at the time.

And that is exactly why I wanted to start talking about this. In the weeks since that initial post, however, I’ve been finding myself at a loss for what to say next. My family in particular has a tendency to just not talk about uncomfortable subjects, and I still don’t have much of a sense of how they feel about this whole revelation. In addition, I get very anxious about extended conversations on social media; I find a lot of people are more interested in exchanging sound bites rather than thoughtful comments. Conflict is always difficult for me, and I am even more reluctant to risk conflict centered on the matter of my still-new identity as Autistic, which feels increasingly important to me and is also frequently misunderstood.

So I am still wrestling with language as I consider how else to be my authentically Autistic self in various facets of my life. But for now, I have managed to pull together this blog post, and I will consider that a decent next step. 🙂

2 thoughts on “Finding My Voice

  1. Hey, I recognize that friend 😉

    At the time I messaged you and thanked you, I didn’t really go into too much depth as to how much the information you shared had helped me, and I won’t here – maybe at some point I will blog about it and ping back here – except to say that because of some long term health issues and frustration dealing with the medical system, my ability to cope had completely eroded to where I would have been questioning my sanity instead of recognizing that I was just too exhausted to mask my innate deficits.

    On complete sensory overload and feeling myself shutting down in a way I had not experienced since my early twenties, I reached out to a nurse practitioner that I felt I could trust, and explained that I thought I might be autistic but wasn’t sure how to seek help. She dismissed the idea and said she thought I was having a nervous breakdown and referred me for a psych evaluation. 😦

    I cancelled the appointment (it didn’t help that when I got the forms in the mail, there was too much green highlighter on them and it annoyed me, LOL) and instead went with my instincts; I found a therapist who had experience with people on the spectrum. He confirmed what I’d suspected and has helped me a great deal with finding better ways to manage, but if I hadn’t already been on the path to figuring it out on my own I am not sure what would have happened back when I got so overwhelmed and tried to get help.

    So yes, it is so important to talk about autism! Thank you again.

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    1. That’s really great. It can be so frustrating when (some) professionals dismiss your suspicions out of hand, but I’m glad that you kept looking, and I’m happy that I could play some part in that persistence. 🙂 And it makes such a difference to know ˆwhyˆ you’re hitting a wall, so you don’t just beat yourself up for it.

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