Cucumberthunder
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Her response to that pants comment shows she has no idea about autism.The banality of it all omg
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ps about to start work so will drop off, comrades pls secure the BTS content screen grabs
My husband's cousin's son (close family so not as distant as it sounds) has autism and is now 10 and it's almost impossible to consistently get him to wear clothes. At home he is in his pants. At school he wears very specific clothes and still tries to strip off. They can barely go on a day out as a family in case he has a breakdown over his clothes. They only come to a select few family events for that reason.
As a 1 year old liking being naked is cute. As he gets to 13/15+ it's downright dangerous. His mum is terrified about him exposing himself when he gets older and getting in trouble with the police, or beaten up etc. The school are confident that with work they will get to a place where he'll be happy in clothes. But it's not about just liking being in your pants ffs.
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chasing in Soho) but outside of that most meetings in the ends will be predominantly older men. Considering she’s claimed to be a CSA, DA, and everything else survivor and ex sex worker you’d think she’d consider how upsetting the idea of having to hug strangers may be for traumatised women entering the rooms?
However I digress, looking back I think I must have worked close on 100 weeks. It was literally a case of roll out of bed, get washed, dressed, snack brekkie and on the bus to campus. Could relax/eat more during breaks before end of 'school' day and then it was another bus to the hospital, a long evening shift w/ breaks and an 8pm finish if I was lucky before busing it back to my wee flat. I could not often be bothered to cook. Micro noodles or rice with a quick peanut satay and some pre chopped veg chucked in was the best I could do. When I graduated, I was offered a full time position at the hospital which I took as I loved the team but it also meant doing night shifts. It was really manic back then and we were serving a major city's emergency cases a lot of the time. Sometimes it's a dangerous job too, not just because of the animals but owners can be aggressive. We had special consult rooms with two way auto lockable doors in case staff needed to leave in a hurry. You also see a lot of really sad cases. It's not an easy job, burnout is almost guaranteed, staff turnover is high and suicide rates are incredibly high among vets 
