Autism. I was diagnosed when I was 41 years old. That was when my lifetime of confusion and struggle ended, and the whole point of my journey became vividly clear. I’ve had a rather turbulent life, but diagnosis has allowed me to slow down. To stop and smell the roses. To just be. And that’s a beautiful thing.
I’m a single Mother. Secular eclectic homeschooler. Autism activist/advocate. Dog lover. Pagan. Cosmetic formulator. Business owner. Writer. List-maker. Jewelry maker. Avid gardener. Eternal student. Photographer. History buff. Star gazer. Violinist, and constantly learning and seeking for more.
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”- look it up! Literally to me, I’ve pieced together other things, loosely: sono: I am (io sono) lenta: slow
For me, “sonnolenta” is the art of living life slowly, fully, intentionally… within the limitless boundaries of being a neurodivergent woman on the Autism Spectrum!
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’m not sure what direction this blog is going in. Some days I write about life on the spectrum, 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 my journey. There are many wonderful and informative blogs and websites about Autism and Aspergers. I hope that my writing can provide a unique window into my world. Thank you for visiting!