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I've not been able to write much lately

Hello. I know I've not added anything to this blog in a while. It's not been by choice.

My brain has, for want of a better term, collapsed. The best I can do is to get out of bed at some point during the day, to eat, to breathe, to hydrate. Work - and some other daily life stresses, including my parents' health, but primarily work - has completely overwhelmed me. I can't do it any more; for one thing, there's been far too much of it, I've been covering three jobs for six months now, but there's also the strain of being in a work environment, the sensory overload, the masking, the unpredictability.

What has been exhausting before has now become highly debilitating. My life has just... well, it's broken. I can't do anything. That, in itself, is saddening (I love to walk and to cook, and these have been taken from me of late), and being all sad and woe-is-me about that just serves to pile on to the underlying problem.

Underlying problem being: autistic burnout. Extreme autistic burnout. And to describe that, I would like to refer you to this wonderful article by Kieran Rose, an autistic self-advocate and a very fine writer. It says many things I can't manage to say right now (and it says them better than I would've done anyway).

So, please, do take the time to read this article, whether you're autistic, have autistic loved ones, or just ended up on my blog out of curiosity. http://www.theautisticadvocate.com/2018/05/an-autistic-burnout.html

Thank you, and I hope to be able to write more soon, I hope to recover soon.

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