My bedroom is my safe place. It has always been my refuge from a sensory hostile world. There was a time two decades ago when it was also my prison.
“If I don’t actively carve out time to be inactive, I fall apart.”
In 2019 I carried out a study to explore how late-diagnosed autistic women (like me) managed their health and wellbeing. This is the third of four blog posts describing the themes I identified when analysing the interviews
Life is often a series of compromises, but let me tell you a story of the day I decided to completely revolutionise my world.
I have sought this feeling so often in my life in both country and city; to still my mind I simply walk, walk on the earth, and connect with my surroundings.
For me, health and well-being means a certain level of contentedness and a certain lack of physical pains and mental stresses. I feel healthy when I feel in control of what I’m doing.