I’m Autistic. I’m a proud single parent of a neurodivergent pre-teen young man. We homeschool, and love it. I’m an Autism activist/advocate… Dog lover, cats too… and cows especially. Pagan, listening to the beauty and movement of the earth. Cosmetic formulator, obsessed with making pretty sparkly things. Business owner, grateful to be my own boss. I’m a Writer. List-maker. Jewelry maker. Avid gardener. Eternal student. Photographer. History buff. Star gazer. Violinist, and currently obsessed with Greek and Norse mythology.
I prefer the written word over speaking. Speaking is difficult/stressful, unless my words are previously rehearsed, repetitively. But even the written word can result in misplaced meaning and hazy communication…
Let me guess, you’re wondering what “Sonnolenta” means?
Sonnolenta. (so-no-len-ta) In Italian, to be drowsy. sleepy. soporific; is “SONNOLENTO”. I started saying this word, because the Italian word for tired, “STANCA” sounded like “stinky” to me. Silly thing, but how words sound and look is a bit of a fascination for me. I like words. I especially like unusual words, like “dormiveglia”- the Italian language is beautiful, and home to many complex words that appear most lovely. Literally to me, I’ve pieced together other things, loosely: sono: I am (io sono) lenta: slow “Sono lenta, sonnolenta, lenta al sonno” … “I’m slow, sleepy, slow to sleep…” :) For me, “sonnolenta” is the art of living life slowly, fully, intentionally…
Why Italian? Well, I’m second generation Italian-American, and exploring and researching the Italian heritage that my Grandfather felt he had to hide and be ashamed of- is important to me. In a lot of ways I can relate to his feeling like he had to “pass” for being American, much in the same way I have always felt like I have to pass as normal, or neurotypical.
There is a great deal of misunderstanding and ignorance regarding Autism Spectrum disorders in women. Women tend to go undiagnosed, with a trail of misdiagnoses and a lifetime of confusion and struggling to fit in, left behind in their wake. Women with ASD are more likely to be diagnosed with psychiatric disorders, than their male counterparts. Women with ASD are more likely to be treated like they are mental patients, flawed, weak or defective; while males are more likely to be correctly diagnosed, seen as disabled, receiving correct treatment/help, and not looked upon as negatively. This presents a unique, and often heartbreaking set of challenges for women with ASD to overcome. Mostly all of the early writing, documentation and research about Autism and Aspergers was done with male children, and men. Not women. It was believed that it was a male disorder. That is not the case. I’ve got links to many great blogs written by Autistic women on my sidebar. Check them out!
I’m not sure what direction this blog is going in. Some days I write about life on the spectrum, neurodivergence in the family, or homeschooling. Some days I share photos from my hiking excursions. Other days I reblog, when I can’t get the words to flow correctly. But most of all, what I wish to eventually share is this journey. Who knows where it may lead?