Published on 12, July, 2020
Well my post diagnosis was messy and the mute shut down and rejection of alll medical assistance was the out working of a failier of response that is typical of the mental health provisions in surrey. the few people I saw were ok and the psychiatrist did get me a step along but i was wel annoyed that his paper work was nessacary to qualify what i had been bleeting on about for years anf even now the system has let me drift off because i was traumatise dby the 40 questions it takes to get an assesment to go on the 18 month waiting list for therapy. PLEASE
So how was i exumed from my silence and driven from my pyjamas and the doldrums of indifferent failier and the contemplations of my own execution that I willing ly considered and rejected to continue what I saw as fsithful but self detructive choice to live.
Well She is called Foxy anad she is the dumped dog who escaped the battersey death nell, to become my little world of sucess on a different world view of things.
You can see her baby picture here
http://www.alldogsmatter.co.uk/?dogs-rehomed,7
I am up at 4 to keep the floor dry and when she eats I remember to, her walks and my medication go together and all in all we are a good team, I have to be the boss and eat first and have learned to shout or bark when I am not happy with realy bad behaviour, I am the one who is at the training classes she is well smart and had to go up a class.
The staff at the school responded in fine style to my iam autistic card and a few of them have first hand experience and experts in the friend and family line who would consult to help my challenges, which was overwhelming on the first day.
http://adolescentdogs.com/ have been exelent in their understanding and have been keen to help me keep a sfe and happy doe mostly I needed reassuring that i wass not breaking her in some way.
So I was lead out of the rock under which I crawled realy by a small bright inteligent Little Red Dog, called Foxy.
WB
When ther are no languages to bridge the devide it is the best of us as animals that we have in common, it is sad that we despise this beauty in ourselves as base and of no value or function, for I think it is the very antidote to all that ails us as a result of the toxicity of the life we call modern.
a different point of view, well oatty it all sounds a bit like PDA to me on the who am I front, my family is mostly around this and it is the main reason that we get overlooked, it's like you are you arn't on the spectrum.
MiL is improving but the hospital has to be chased to do everything right and the compllaints process is just a red tape exercise in annoyance just to get people to do the job thy are supposed to do in the first place.
HOME SCHOOLING, I had a friend in Canada who was home schooling and so were lots of others in the valley they lived, she used to have an in line advise thing going. I have to say the parentds and other locals got together to pool expertise and trips out to places of industry, historical site and the whole preset work books worked a treat.
The days began wiht a routine and that was that the rest rolled on like a well oiled machine. I did notice the big difference was that all refusals had to be passed with mum as the point of resistance but when she moved the sence of responsibility and achievement to the children rather than the battle of resistant that remians in place with a school authority and its rigid expectations.
I found the children better adjusted more rounded, much more secure across the whole social skill range and happier. Behaviour was better too and the sence of their own ways much better understood, they knew their own needs more clearly and were better equiped to communicate this.
They had a love of life and were very curious, had their chilhood preserved a little more as well.
The visit I had was cool and I got to show them how to clean and gut a fish.
Locals offered their skills and lessons moved about all the time when desired, trips were school and school was life in the end full of wonder.
If my recollections of the people I knew which became the basis of learning later in my life the horrors of education would not have been at all.
The regulations are there to put you off its a design feature of the system and an addmittion by defaulted difficulty to stop home schooling because this will errode the mass production of working fodder for the machine that is, modern life allegedly.
But the extra disciplines and the routine of direction falling to you can be shared with the children once they have settled in and worked out that this has to be done and resistance is not an option that allows for the fun stuff.
http://www.home-schooling-uk.com/
I can understand the hessitance my parents opted not to but that was realy the hippie thing then passing us by and I for one would have done well, except that my mother had her own issues and I think they would have added a little disaster to the mix. Blind spots not withstanding
Freedom and An-archy, to be without heir-archy. We are taught these things are not a part of a good future, but in fact to think for ourselves and to satisfy the need for altruism and justice, these are only achieved in the circumstances of circle or wholeistic community. Anything else fosters rage.