Hole

Hello there! I have been in a hole and I’d like to come back here again. A friend of mine sent me this poem and I thought others may like it too:

There Is a Hole in My Sidewalk
Autobiography in Five Short Chapters By Portia Nelson

Chapter One

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in. I am lost…I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

Chapter Two

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend that I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in this same place.
But, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

Chapter Three

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in…it’s a habit…but,
My eyes are open I know where I am
It is my fault.
I get out immediately,

Chapter Four

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

Chapter Five

I walk down another street

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Hello world!

The primary purpose of this blog will be to reassure others in their own autistic journey.  In doing so I wish to share my own journey into autism and my passion for contributing to the growing awareness and understanding of the autistic spectrum.  I am hoping that by doing so I can finally embrace my own autism and accept who I really am.  It would be wonderful to help others on the spectrum and to provide wisdom and guidance from inside the spectrum, to those who try their best to support from the outside.

Over the last few years I have gained much solace from other female spectrum bloggers.  I have been inspired and encouraged by their own personal journeys and am looking forward to entering their blogging world.  Autism can be a lonely place and it seems that although I crave social contact, I also find social interaction an indescribable struggle, leaving me pretty shattered.  Perhaps this online world of aspies may accept me as one of them, perhaps socialising this way may be less exhausting and more giving, on both sides.  There’s only one way to find out…