Harold’s Story

Sharp metallic tang flowed across his taste buds causing him to grimace, his body numb and sedated. A hole was left where something precious had once sat. The abuse his senses had taken had begun to take their toll on his nerves. Filled with chemicals he continued to work. His mind was throbbing, thoughts erratic. … More Harold’s Story

Mary’s Story

Her eyes glistened with fatigue. It was the third night in a row that she’d been haunted by that voice. Agitated by the thought of being awake for another night, she cocooned herself in her duvet. The voice spoke, this time louder. Her eyes twitched, chasing shadows in the dark room. She spoke to herself: “Nobody’s there, you’re alone.” … More Mary’s Story

Derek’s Story

The senseless chatter continued to get louder as he played around with his hands. He attempted to drown out the insistent groaning of his gut, which demanded attention. To the right a steamy window was trapping him in as he was dragged by the swaying motion of the bus. To the left was his escape, … More Derek’s Story

Timothy’s Story

He awoke once again, this time head pounding and his chest following the same rhythm. The walls around him pulsated, eyes attempting to focus on his surroundings. Confused by the phantom warmth of the winter night, he reached over to welcome the chilling breath of outside in the hope it would bring him back to his senses. As … More Timothy’s Story

The Importance of Awareness [Final post of Autism Awareness Week]

I’ve been incredibly lucky this past year to call art my job. Ever since I was a kid I wanted to be an artist. Blessed with supportive parents, I’ve been encouraged to do just that. I’m proud to say that my Dad is Channel 4’s The Autistic Gardener and an ambassador for the National Autistic … More The Importance of Awareness [Final post of Autism Awareness Week]