This is a talk I wrote in one of my good weeks while experiencing Autistic Burn Out. Using this method as a baseline has helped me on my recovery journey.
Seeing the images of my old house messy and tidy was a good visual reminder of what my current messy bedroom could look like. How I may feel once its cleaned.
This poem is about going through cycles of confidence, hope and a lack of trust in my abilities.
It’s nice not to be burnt out!
I’ve been frustrated over the years by the simplistic information the various GP’s have asked about and recorded.
With practicing comes being willing to fail. For me the two go together like smoked salmon and avocado.