For the first time, since I was very little, I flapped my hands, and it felt good.
I was trying to calm down. These are the last few days before the move, and my stress is stressing me out.
I was feeling like my whole body could explode, and did what I usually do, I clasped my hands together. I was thinking that all I wanted to do was shake all of that tension out.
Then it dawned on me... why not? There's no one else around to butt in, to ask me if I'm OK and make me withdraw.
So I started flapping my hands, with my eyes closed and just allowing myself to feel my hands.
I think I've rediscovered another stim.
I have a very vague memory of little Neia flapping her little hands. My mom used to tell me that when she fed me foods like tomatoes, which I still love, I'd flap my hands with excitement and do a sort of dance in my highchair.
I was trying to calm down. These are the last few days before the move, and my stress is stressing me out.
I was feeling like my whole body could explode, and did what I usually do, I clasped my hands together. I was thinking that all I wanted to do was shake all of that tension out.
Then it dawned on me... why not? There's no one else around to butt in, to ask me if I'm OK and make me withdraw.
So I started flapping my hands, with my eyes closed and just allowing myself to feel my hands.
I think I've rediscovered another stim.
I have a very vague memory of little Neia flapping her little hands. My mom used to tell me that when she fed me foods like tomatoes, which I still love, I'd flap my hands with excitement and do a sort of dance in my highchair.