Helping Yourself During Divisive Times

Posted on September 30, 2025

I submitted an initial ASDnext blog months ago. With the first entry, I briefly described springtime 57 years ago when I ran across a street to return to the water that preschool had shown.

I liked a safety pool that I’d been introduced to, and I needed that space.  It was wade deep, located in the highest space of an urban park.  The old and large deciduous trees there were kind.

Now 61 years old, September 2025 bemuses days (so does reaching out with a telephone) because springtime this year the earth stopped, people began floating everywhere, and for a (very) positive September today is a strange consequence.  I need not mention one pain reliever that has shown declining human consumption through the years.

The fault of taking a pain remedy may cause people to develop behaviors, human conditions that increase attention to the day while awake, observing.  People might be sad or any variant of being upset because of the pain reliever consumption they completed a few years ago.  Are people encouraged to be ashamed of feeling aches, pains, and feverish at times?

This note needs to be controversy (very) limited. I attempted to consider that my notions were trivial.  A sibling advised I ignore much of this year; my betters appear to have accomplished that by default.

Now I can try to laugh about these times.  That’s a careful process.  I often need help to be careful that I do not consider other people to be bumbled.

“Coping” to those ends, last week’s “camouflage” (I don’t know what was best hidden) was an attempt to grip to understand a “mask” that, when a nervous laugh be fear clutched, can anxious laughter be fear set free?

I am weary of the public’s conversations, and my receipt of the public’s conversations about my development.  Are those victimized experiences alienating?  They are.

These days have become self-helpful and sustaining.

An acquaintance helped to organize my first blog into the format needed for the development of what is written here.

Daily outcomes of Pervasive Developmental Disorder make basic activities pleasant.  Not harmful, they’re helpful.  That’s identified.

The help to the daytime actively continues experiences.  So has developed this content.  The content becomes positive, supportive.  I like to do that.

Autism Spectrum Disorder, previously called Pervasive Developmental Disorder, including sundry anxious moments (“PDD NOS”), has a value that engages my attention, stabilizing a practical mood.

Practiced here, became kind, inspired, and inherited because my family and my schedule, while younger, had proven such.  They were positive, and from there, I remember today.

The time can be okay, it is, remember that, okay?  Continue to the next moment.  That second being okay.  The minute stable, the hours following, the day is functional.

Being well is enjoyable.  That is known.

You can, coherently from that, realize others, including yourself, are being able-accepted, likeable, affable, baffable, not baffling, that’s not nice.

I have done that.

I am an autist, others observe.  My Pervasive Development understands that you can be active to the day, only on the day.  That could have included others, too.  Maybe you have done that.  That could be a reality, recognizable, that can be stable.

I wonder if you’ve experienced doing that.