Although I was never ever very sociable, I was livelier when I was younger. Then depression and post-traumatic stress disorder became complicated and hurt my later life. I am hypervigilant and self-isolating. I spend much time alone however I am not lonely, and I understand why others can be affected by loneliness because I understand the nuances of it.  When good friends grow apart can cause serious disturbance and loneliness in a person...

I have moved, or more to the point I have been moved. Not just through an accepted offer of a new unit from the Queensland Housing Commission that has created quantum ripples throughout my system, I am transitioning on many levels. Twenty twenty-two was a tough and transformative year, and its Christmas was a turkey of an event, although that is a taken for me as my mind is always on other things and that somehow other people seem to be...

Sometimes it is time to draw a line under something because a trend is over and from now on there will be a new rhythm and quality to life. It may be apparent that there is no more one can do to change an outcome. Life for many of us has morphed into a misty landscape where our steps are uncertain, our vision is unclear, and we are overwhelmed by world events. Finding something we can manage in our lives has become essential for our wellbeing....

We do live in interesting times. Unfortunately, these times are creating havoc with the human condition. They may be fatal. It is not just the pandemic, climate change, and political upheaval, and the barbaric attack on the Ukraine, there are giant elephants in the room. There is a destruction of personal sense of value. I live with a high degree of anxiety due to my autism. In writing about my anxiety also must include a discussion about...

One of the principle ways that people mismanage their anger is by playing the role of victim. Now let us be clear early, I have every right to be angry. This world bothers me, it always has. I have been victimized by individuals who because they felt miserable with themselves had trapped themselves and then lashed out at me. My mad mother and her insane proxies did that, and they were some of many who took advantage of my inability to read...

There are days when I really do not want to be on this planet. The reasons are myriad and certainly now includes the Coronavirus pandemic. However, that is when one fights the hardest, or the opposite, and one just stops trying. The latter, I have found is better during very difficult times. This is not to give up and shrivel and die like a wounded Rose bush of mine has just done because it had no desires or abilities to fight its surroundings,...

I, one, me, moi, myself, him over-here is a complicated creature of obsessive habits and other traits that identify as having Autism Spectrum Disorder. In a perfect multicultural world it would not matter. But this tired sad old planet is a bit battered around the edges, so it is full of difficult judgemental humans who all insist only they as I, one, me, moi, myself, him-her-person over-there is only right! There is no right way. The traits...

Some people believe the human brain has evolved for survival, some people give credence to a Divine plan, and some people like me, believe we have to make our own meaning. All theories begin with chaos which must be sorted, fought against, eliminated, or accepted and built into a mathematical equation. My Aspie brain has decided we exist and that a sense of justice, egalitarianism, and order means I look at chaos like a Mandelbrot pattern of...