Tag: haircuts and tactile defensiveness
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So Lucky
This week, I really wanted to pull up the keys of my laptop and wrap them around my thoughts to skip out on writing a post altogether. Situational burnout has settled in like rusted dust, like a slowly tightening choker pulling me into an emotional exhaustion thicker than quicksand. Sometimes it feels like I am…
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Progress- One Snip at a Time
Last week, one of my fabulous sisters-in-law asked Andy via text how I get Tony to sit still for haircuts. The shortest version of an answer to that would be: I don’t. I can’t. He can’t. His sensory differences are far too profound. But, I promised a post on what we are doing, so here…