Proudly Autistic by Amy Sequenzia
by Amy Sequenzia Being Proudly Autistic Being proudly Autistic. Being proudly Disabled. Being me. Telling my story because my voice is my own. My story is mine to tell. I define myself. Since I was very young I have had an independent mind. Sometimes - no, many times - for a long time, I was silenced. I was told to comply. I was called names. To many, I didn't have dignity, I didn't deserve dignity. But I persevered. Perseverated. Persisted. Some people saw my humanity. To them, I let myself known. Without words. With smiles. An occasional hug. And
Being Comfortable In My Skin
When I shared my post "Celebrating My Life" one commenter pointed out that “very few people are as comfortable in their skins” as I am. This got me thinking about what makes it possible for me to not only be ok being me, but to be proud of who I am. What makes me an unapologetic, unabashed, proud disabled woman? According to followers of the medical model of disability – most doctors and all the self-proclaimed “experts” – I have a long list of “devastating”, “severe” and even tragic deficits and impairments. Their “deficits list” would look like this: Non-speaking
Celebrating My Life
Celebrating My Life Amy Sequenzia won't stop celebrating her autistic, disabled life. le I am writing this prompted by something John Elder Robison (I will refer to him by his initials, JER) wrote about Autism Awareness/Acceptance Month, in particular this quote: “We may have gifts too, but disability remains the basis for diagnosis. Some autistic people are rendered non-speaking by their condition, and I can’t imagine who would celebrate that. Others live with significant medical complications like epilepsy. I’ve yet to meet anyone who celebrates that either.” I commented that JER does not have to “imagine”. I am here, I celebrate being non-speaking, I celebrate
Autistic Pride
This week someone asked me if I was proud to be autistic. It made me think about pride in general and about the term autistic pride. In general, feeling proud of myself is not something that is front and foremost in my life. When I think of who I am, words like female, adult, Dutch, heterosexual, white and autistic come to mind. None of these things are anything I am proud of or not proud of – they are simply words that describe me. I think of it as a launching pad. This is my originating place from where I
Worth A Second Look: Haben Girma’s 2010 Speech on 35th Anniversary of IDEA
"One of the treasures of IDEA is that it provides children with disabilities the luxury of just being students. Unfortunately there are still many school districts where students with disabilities are denied their right to an education." Haben Girma
I Am Disabled and I Am Proud
"Polite society often tells us that we need to take the 'dis' out of disability, but maybe... just maybe, we should spend some time putting it back in. Take the "dis" out of disability and you remove the core of what has shaped my life. Disability puts the "D" in diversity, but in order to make that a real difference we've got to own that spot. It took me 35 years to respect and honor that truth. Others shouldn't have to wait that long..." Lawrence Carter-Long