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Yes. Some autistic people can pay taxes, write poems, live an independent life, etc.
But some of us cant. Some of us, like me, cant live independently. Cant be without someone. Cant be a member of society without extreme accommodation and help.
I need help in everyday life. I have a caregiver for gods sake. I need help in everyday life and will never be independent. It’s frustrating to constantly get comments about how autistic people can live independently. Cause some of us cant, and that needs to be talked about. I get sores from not showering enough. I get sores from my wheelchair. I have cavities from not brushing my teeth enough.
Life with higher support needs shouldn’t be something that is ignored and not talked about. My caregiver helps me live life as independently as possible. Independence looks different for everyone. Our caregivers are an extension of ourselves. Our caregivers are important and should be recognized. Stop throwing us under the bus for your “salvation”
We are all at risk, and throwing higher support needs people under the bus will not benefit you. You’re ruining years of advocacy by your words and videos.
Cg!Prototype
REMINDER this is completely PLATONIC and not sexual and/or romantic in any way.
Daily reminders that there is:
Older age regressors/caregivers
Caregivers that are only interested in caring for older kiddos
Some regressors only regress a few years
Older regressors can regress to their 20s/similar "older" ages and are still valid
There are fat age regressors
There are tall age regressors
There are short/petite caregivers
There are POC age regressors
There are POC caregivers
There are disabled age regressors
There are disabled caregivers
You don't need gear to regress and be valid
You don't need to baby talk to be valid
You don't have to act any different to be valid
You don't need trauma to age regress
You don't need to regress often to identify as a regressor (same for caregivers!!)
You can enjoy being both a caregiver and a regressor! Sometimes, you can do it both at once, by being an older sibby!
You don't have to tell anyone about your regression to be valid
You don't have to hide your regression (in a safe situation) and be ashamed of it!
You can regress to different ages
Some regressors are regressed 24/7
Some caregivers want to care for their kiddo 24/7
Some caregivers don't want to or can't care for their little 24/7
What are some reminders that you need or think other people might want to hear? I've been thinking a lot about belonging in a community, and I know that the agere community is really really lovely, but sometimes there are important reminders, yk? I wanna keep this space safe and open for any (nice) people to join because it was this community being safe and open that made me feel loved and accepted when I wasn't by other people. I love this community so so much <3
Hey, kiddo. What're you doing in here all alone? Dad was lookin' for you all around the house. Dad missed you so much. Sweetheart?... Oh, oh. Kiddo, it's okay. It's okay to cry. Come here. Come into my arms. There you go. You can cry as much as you want to, my little one. I've got you. Dad's holding you right here in his arms. I'm not going to let go, okay? Never. Dad will hold all of your tears and sniffles. Don't you worry, I'm right here. It's okay.
Can you feel that, little one? I'm holding your hand and squeezing it. That's right. And you can squeeze back as tight as you need to, okay? Mhm, good. There you go. Dad's got you.
Now. My love? Can you look at me? Can you look up into Dad's eyes? There's my baby. Can you try and breathe deeper for me, bub? Just follow my lead, okay? In and out, just like we practiced. In. And out. You can do it, bub. You're almost there. In. And out. See? You did it! Good job, kiddo. Do you have any more tears or sniffles you want to let out? Mhm. Dad's right here for you if you do, my love. How about this? You get yourself comfy on the bed while I bring you your water bottle and your favourite stuffie from your room. Then, you and me can cuddle up and if you want to, maybe you can tell Dad about what was going on in that precious little head of yours, hm? I'll be right back, little one. Dad loves you so much.
We need food for energy, after all!