SPD–The Trouble With Trebles
The screech of garbage trucks. The squeal of little children screaming. Those hurt. It feels like a scream in my brain that I can’t escape. Hearing the sound once makes [continue reading…]
The screech of garbage trucks. The squeal of little children screaming. Those hurt. It feels like a scream in my brain that I can’t escape. Hearing the sound once makes [continue reading…]
In early elementary school, I started to become aware that I wasn’t part of other kids, so I ended up getting teased or, if I talked, ignored. So, my [continue reading…]
Hey, folks, My feed address you receive says, “CozyCalmSensoryBlog,” and and Cozy Calm is my business, not this personal blog. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but at some time in [continue reading…]
Part 1 “Spot the Aspie.” It’s a game I play every time I’m out and about. When I go to the corner store to get my weekly cheesy poofs (of [continue reading…]
High school. Cafeteria. Lunch line. Oh, such terror in my heart. On Friday Chili Day, I could afford bought lunch, but that meant standing in the lunch line, which was [continue reading…]
The song says, “All by myyyself, dont’ wanna be all by myyyself.” For me, the lyrics would read, “All by myself, so glad to be all by myself.” I like [continue reading…]
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