I am free (4)

We need it so much to not feel rejected while we are struggling with our difficult bodies. It’s not necessary for everyone to love me. The very fact that I can show the world who I am, with my words, is enough for me.. Getting to where I am now is a process. Time has been merciful to us. We can now look back and say that we took the time we got and healed.

Ek is vry (3)

Kennis van al die goed wat my lyf beïnvloed, is my beste manier om meer beheer oor my lyf te kry. En meer beheer oor my lyf beteken ‘n beter lewe vir my. Om my eie besluite te kan neem, en my toe te laat om my eie sê te sê, is die grootste vorm van eer en respek wat ek nog ooit ontvang het in my lewe.

I am free (2)

My acceptance of myself was an important step on my path to Freedom from my prison of anxiety and fear. My acceptance of myself would not have been possible without: faith, communication, knowledge about why my body works the way it works. Before I knew why my body is so difficult to control, it made me very depressed and anxious. Now that I understand why my body doesn’t work like other people’s, I’m much calmer about it and when I’m calm, I can actually get more done with my body.

I am free (1)

Acceptance, the key out of my prison. PART 1 (OF 4) This is a translation of the original blog written in Afrikaans. Anxiety is no longer my prison. Anxiety has always been my biggest enemy. He is no more. My anxiety about my inability to show that I am a human being, with a brainContinue reading “I am free (1)”

EK IS VRY (1)

Angs is nie meer my tronk nie. Ek was ‘n slaaf van vrees. My aanvaarding van myself was ‘n belangrike stap op hierdie pad na Vryheid. My hart is rustig oor my verlede en my pad vorentoe.

MY WORDS ARE BEAUTIFULL

My words have always been in my head, but it was only after starting to use S2C, that everyone now knows of my words that can not get out of my mouth. My words have always been in my head, but it was only after starting to use S2C, that everyone now knows of my words that can not get out of my moutTo say that my life has gotten better since I can communicate is not right. I only live since I can communicate.h.

My most beautifull beautifull year: 2019

My mooiste mooiste mooi jaar was 2019 Scroll down for English version (after Afrikaans on page). My stem is steeds doodstil, maar my woorde trek oor die wêreld heen. Dit is my mooiste droom wat waar geword het met my blogskrywery. My stem was nog altyd stil en my woorde was my geheim wat netContinue reading “My most beautifull beautifull year: 2019”

What I would have told my parents before I could communicate # Wat ek vir my ouers sou sê toe ek nog nie kon praat nie

My hart raak seer as  ek hieroor praat, want my ouers het baie tyd en geld gemors. My blogpost gaan nie oor wie se skuld dit was nie, maar vir ander om gehelp te word uit die foute wat in my lewe gemaak is.  “Outisme is nie die einde van die wêreld nie,  ek gaanContinue reading “What I would have told my parents before I could communicate # Wat ek vir my ouers sou sê toe ek nog nie kon praat nie”