Anything, but Ordinary

I do have to admit that I let fear hold me back. I let fear take control. When I have doubts about something, I convince myself of its fear telling me that I shouldn’t do it even when I know that I should at least try before I walk away. Anxiety plays a part in it too. Sometimes I think they go hand in hand in some situations. If I’m talking myself out of something, I think fear is there to convince that its a scary thing and then the anxiety tells me a whole bunch of things

When I tell people about my dream team, they ask what it is and who’s on it. My dream team is a group of actors and musicians who I’ve respected and admired for years. I hope to one day meet them and thank them for the impact they have on me. If you know about my old blog, One Goal, One Mission, you will know that I wrote a blog in hopes that it will land in the hands of the people on my dream team. Anything, but Ordinary is just like that. I'm writing not only for my dream t

When I was 16 years old, I was trying to get my learners permit to drive, but I didn’t pass. In fact, it took me fifteen tries over eight years to finally get my learners. Looking back on my first few attempts, I felt like I was pressured into getting my driver's licence because my classmates and peers were getting theirs and I felt like if I got mine, I would be part of the group that got more independence because I was able to get behind the wheel of a car. I realized now t

I’ve been on numerous trips in my life, but I’ve never been out of the country let alone the province by myself. I’ve always traveled with someone like family or a friend. That doesn’t mean I can’t travel by myself. I can do what a person without an autism spectrum disorder can do. I just haven’t felt like it was the right time to travel solo. Sometimes I feel like my autism shows and I don’t want to come off as nervous going through security and having them like I’m hiding

I can’t remember when it started, but it always seems like I had anxiety. When I think I’ve done something wrong, I can’t stop thinking about it. I tend to overthink it. If I don’t speak up and get it off my chest then I feel like it’s going to stay with me. If I tell someone what’s bothering me even when it’s something I didn’t do, I’ll feel better. It could be something I’ve said in the moment or something I could have done, but I panicked and didn’t do it like I should hav

It’s not every day that someone reaches out to me. I never know who is reading my blog or watching my YouTube videos, but every so often, I will get a comment on social media in regards to my Asperger’s or just autism in general. Melissa Lushington came across my YouTube channel. She mentioned on one of my videos that she writes a blog about autism advocacy, independence, and acceptance. She then sent me a heartwarming email about how she is a 25-year-old woman who is on the

Motivation for me comes and goes. Some days, I want to change the world. Other days, I ask myself if what I’m doing is really what I’m supposed to be doing with my life, but when I really think about what motivates me to keep going with my writing is the fact that hopefully one day it will inspire someone to do good in the world. If someone is having a bad day, I hope that I can make them feel better by reading what I have to say. What motivates me is knowing that something g

I always knew I wanted to write a book, but I never knew where to begin. I didn’t know if I wanted to write what it’s like to have Asperger’s and my experiences with living it or if I wanted to take one of the millions of ideas that have been floating around in my head and write a full length fiction novel, but I thought that maybe writing about my life experiences in my blog would be a lot easier than spending months maybe even years writing a book that may not even get publ

When it was time to create a blog about my experiences with Autism and being on the Autism spectrum, I knew what I wanted to call it. I had this name in my head for years and if I were to ever write a book about my journey, this was what I would call it. Anything, but Ordinary came easy. I got the idea from an Avril Lavigne song. It fit perfectly. It was a name that I knew I wanted to use, and it felt right. People with autism aren’t ordinary, we’re anything, but ordinary. I

In Flanders fields, the poppies blow. Between the crosses, row on row. That mark our place; and in the sky. The larks, still bravely singing, fly. Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago. We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow. Loved and were loved, and now we lie. In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw. The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die. We shall not sleep, though p