I have been with Jared, the love of my life, for four and a half years this month. I first met him when I was nineteen and he was twenty-one. I am turning twenty-four tomorrow, and in three months, I will be married. On a September evening, I will become Erin Kay Warry-Strain. On that evening I will become who I was always meant to be.
My beautiful man and I
In my life, this seems to be the summer of love. Almost all of my friends are in relationships and they are extremely healthy ones. For many of these people it’s the first time they have had a healthy relationship or have even been in a relationship at all. I swear, it’s gotta be something in the water. In the past I have had people ask me how Jared and I have been together for so long. Others have asked me what dating is like for me as someone on the spectrum. I’ve decided it’s time to tackle those topics in this blog today. Concerning that romance seems to be the theme for the summer, it just seems right.
So recently, as in this week, I have begun to call April Autism Acceptance Month instead of Autism Awareness Month. Here’s why:
It was brought to my attention by a friend of mine that people are aware of Autism. Quite frankly, you have to live underneath a rock to not know that this disorder exists in some capacity. The real struggle is people being accepting. The real struggle is education.
Laelle was born during the harshest storm of the coldest winter. Her home was an ice world, forever encased in snow. She was born in her mother’s room, surrounded by family and servants. However, it was only when she was placed in her mother’s arms by the midwife that everyone realized—something was quite unusual.
With Spectrum Disorders there is often a discussion of real life social interaction and the anxiety that comes with that. However, we don’t really talk about modern technology and the stresses that come with interaction on social media. Today with this mini-blog, I wanted to dive into that. Every day I suffer through anxiety caused by interactions with others. Over the years I have gotten better, but I can’t remember one day where I went without some sort of discomfort in a social sphere.
Trigger Warning: Depression, suicide, bullying, sexual assault, and unremorseful jackasses. This blog will not be all sunshine and bunnies
I have been wondering about how to tackle this subject for the past three months. I have been trying to find the strength and words to describe all that is going on inside me. This battle, this struggle, has been unrelenting since I was a child. So, I am just going to write, and put it all out there in hopes that this will help someone else.
Yesterday I was planning on going to a postcard writing meet up at our local library. It was one of the many things the protesters you have seen on TV had been planning behind the scenes. We were going to write to our representatives since many of those in governmental seats have decided to turn off their answering machines in their offices. Many of us don’t want to destroy things. We don’t want to cause trouble. We just want to be heard. Continue reading →
I know some of you who follow my blogs, who are part of my Facebook page, will not like this blog. I want you to know your support means the world to me, and that I don’t take your readership for granted. But what I’m about to say needs to be said. I apologize for nothing.
In 2015 Jared asked me to marry him in the mountains of Colorado next to the rolling Eagle River. He dropped down onto one knee on the bank, and with curious white water rafters looking on, I said yes. There was a strange mixture of peace and excitement that filled me. I would be living with a man I loved deeply for the rest of my existence. I knew, finally, my soul mate and mine’s relationship would be validated socially and in the court of law. That kind of validation is empowering. I was excited. I felt like I could take on the world.