I am one of the two.๐งต about how #ActuallyAutistic folk process grief:
๐ฆ https://twitter.com/mykola/status/1516057830310256642
(this is a re-post of the most important Twitter thread I wrote)
grief, gender roles
there is an addendum to the original Twitter thread, which i want to re-write before bringing over. and i'm spent from migrating over the "main" thread tonight. thank you for reading.
grief, gender roles
And then there were the friends. I lost so. many. friends.
My grief and anger were "too much". I didn't recover fast enough. They changed the subject when I spoke about her.
(Oh, and the friends that stayed? We've since learned they're all neuro-divergent themselves.)
So it wasn't until a year or two ago, a full 10 years after we buried her, that I felt like I could even begin to grieve Mary Bernadette.
I'm still broken from holding it in for that long.