Penny is an artist who uses her creative side and imagination to express herself. She’s now using this opportunity with ASDNext to not only do that through art, but also blogging. For much of her life, she felt like the “quirky sidekick” stereotype in a movie, always doing what others expected of her. When she was diagnosed with autism later in life, that all began to change. This news was life changing and she knew it was time to rewrite her story. She’s no longer on the sidelines of this so-called movie that is her life, she’s the director, leading-lady, or whatever other part she needs to play to figure out who she REALLY is! Every small step toward authenticity is now a victory for her in this new stage of life.
View all postsBalance and Well-Being: My 2024 Goals Journey
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In my VERY first blog post for ASDNext, I wrote about my battle with burnout. Years ago, burnout landed me a seat in the office of a clinical psychologist. This was my chance to describe the challenges of navigating such a seemingly ordinary world to a professional. You see, my inability to function is something I tried to keep behind closed doors but would, embarrassingly, make itself public in my mannerisms and behaviors. This clinician diagnosed me with ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder). I don’t view my diagnosis negatively; instead, it has helped me better understand and embrace the way God created me. As 2023 came to a close, I recognized the tiniest burnout flames creeping up around me. In January 2024, I vowed to set realistic expectations and prioritize rest. This month seems like a good time to reflect on how well I’ve been keeping up with those resolutions.
Step one was to avoid stretching myself too thin by being picky with social events. For example, in the summer, concerts are aplenty and promise euphoria, but for me, they are a nightmare. The uncontrollable attendees, the noise, and the crowded nature all lead to sensory overload. Knowing this, I bailed on at least two concerts close to the last minute. Instead of keeping up that neurotypical disguise at all costs, I reminded myself my peace of mind is priceless. Regrettably, these commitments were bailed on with the grace of a squirrel crossing a busy street during rush hour. Financially, I took a hit by backing out of other events I anxiously signed on and prepaid for in 2023. Internally, my own insecurity was screaming at me that it was embarrassing to mention sensory overload to others, and when I said “no thanks,” I would be forgotten forever. Fair-weather friends floated away, but true friends who showed understanding and support did not seem bothered by my change of heart. Some even suggested new solutions, such as “Loop Earplugs,” something I currently do not own but have on my wishlist. My current social outlook appears bleak, but I remain hopeful regardless. I am not entirely giving up on socializing with peers; I plan to prioritize social activities and true confidants in my best interest.
Step two was to shake up my workout routine. As an avid CrossFit enthusiast, my workout routine was all the exciting intensity and the predictable consistency a girl could dream of. Yet somehow, I felt disenchanted. The idea of scaling back my fever for fitness admitted one ticket to “Guilt Trip USA” booked by everyone’s favorite travel agent, “Insecurity.” Without my precious gym, who was I? Luckily, friends came to my rescue. They listened to my workout woes and offered suggestions and solutions to escape my funk. Did I wholly give up on fitness? No. Does my routine look slightly different from how it once was? Yes. I still participate in strength training through CrossFit but with more intentional guidance to primarily choose stimuli that serve me and my skill level. My adventurous friend Karen even reignited the non-tortuous fun we once had with fitness before COVID-19 with things like aerial yoga, Pilates, and walks outdoors (until it got too hot and work got too busy. I miss you, Karen!!)
The final significant change I made combines both of the previously mentioned changes. By adjusting my mindset about fitness and kicking FOMO to the curb for better mental well-being, I found more time to dedicate to activities that bring me joy at home. Don’t get me wrong—I am still down for activities with friends and attended a few events here and there, but I cherish time spent at home just as much to escape the hustle and bustle. This summer, I enrolled in a drawing course and now draw nearly every day, which has helped me improve my speed and skill level. My boyfriend and I have started playing our backlog of game remakes like Alone in the Dark, Resident Evil 4, and The Legend of Zelda: Windwaker. I know there are better artists, crafters, dog moms, and gamers than me, but it doesn’t matter. What matters is I enjoy the time I put into my silly projects. The things I draw, the clothes I make, and the games I play make me happy. These at-home hobbies are things I find comfort in.
It’s 2024, and we’re already past the year’s midpoint. Time continues to move rapidly, and I have been mindful of how I use it. By being selective about allocating my time, adjusting my workout routine, retreating to my hobbies, and spending time with positive people, such as my supportive friends and understanding family members, I’ve managed to keep burnout at bay. Regardless of my lack of expertise, I find joy in my corny homebody activities. They bring me a sense of accomplishment, and I hope that by sharing them, I can encourage others to find their own little hobbies. All of these things culminate into a powerful act of self-care and self-acceptance. My goal remains to end 2024 without getting burnt out by fanning the flames of a positive attitude and kindness to myself. A spark I intend to keep alive.
Penny
