Pur Pups

10/22/2026

I’m 22 years old, and sometimes I feel like I’m still being treated like a little kid.

At the group home, there are rules about everything.

Even what time I have to go to bed.

And I hate that.

Sometimes I get so frustrated that I start thinking everyone is being mean to me.

I talked to my dad about this.

He asked me something that made me think.

Just because I don’t like a rule, does that mean someone is mistreating me?

I didn’t like that question either.

But I started thinking about it.

Sometimes a rule is just a rule. Sometimes a rule really is unfair.

I’m still learning how to tell the difference.

But here’s something I wish people understood.

I want to make my own decisions. I want people to listen when I disagree. And I want to be treated like the adult I am.

I know being an adult means having responsibilities.

But shouldn’t it also mean having a say in my own life?

I didn’t outgrow autism. I grew with it.

10/21/2026

@ I feel like my family doesn’t love me.

I know that sounds terrible.

But when I’m at the group home and things aren’t going my way, I start thinking about how much I miss being home.

Then I start thinking that maybe my family doesn’t want me around anymore.

Today I talked to my dad about it.

I was upset. I was angry. I was scared.

And then I realized something.

Just because I feel abandoned doesn’t mean I’ve been abandoned.

My family loves me. I know that.

But sometimes my feelings are so strong that I forget what I know.

I’m still trying to figure out how to deal with that.

Today wasn’t a very good day.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll understand things a little better.

Feeling unloved doesn’t mean I am.

I didn’t outgrow autism. I grew with it.

Pur Pups

10/14/2026

The world didn't stop because I stopped posting.

I haven't posted anything in a while.

At first, I felt guilty. I kept thinking I needed to come up with something to say. What if people forgot about me? What if I lost followers? What if I ruined everything I worked so hard to build? So I worried about it.
But I still didn't post.

And guess what happened?

Nothing.

My life went on. I spent time with my family, went out, had fun, and did other things I enjoyed.

Nobody came looking for me because I missed a post.

I realized something funny.
I was putting pressure on myself that nobody else was putting on me.
I still love making these observations. I still want people to hear what I have to say.

But I don't want something I enjoy doing to become something I'm afraid of not doing.

Sometimes the only person keeping score is you.

I didn't outgrow autism. I grew with it.

10/05/2026

Last time I said I can miss home and still want my independence.

Then I came home for the weekend.

My parents took me to a jazz concert. Before the concert there was a DJ playing salsa music, then a Cuban band came out with dancers.

I danced for hours.

Jazz isn’t even my favorite kind of music, but I ended up enjoying that too.

It was just a really good night.

And at some point I thought about something.

This probably wouldn’t have happened if I had stayed at the group home.

That’s one of the things that’s hard about living there.

I like having my own life. I like my independence. But sometimes I wonder what I’m missing while everyone else is out living theirs.

Maybe independence isn’t just about learning how to live without your family.

Maybe it’s also learning how to stay connected to them.

Because I don’t want to move backwards.

I just don’t want growing up to mean missing out.

I didn’t outgrow autism. I grew with it.

10/02/2026

Sometimes I feel like my family abandoned me.

I know they didn’t.

I chose to live in a group home, and there are things I really like about it. I have more independence. I have my own life. I’m learning how to do more things for myself.

But sometimes I miss being home.

And when I’m having a hard day, it can feel like everyone else went on with their lives and I got left somewhere else.

Then I want to go home.

The strange part is, if I lived at home again, I would probably miss my independence.

I used to think I had to choose which feeling was the real one.

Now I think they’re both real.

I can love my independence and still want to know I haven’t been left behind.

I didn’t outgrow autism. I grew with it.

09/25/2026

I change my mind a lot.

Apparently this annoys people.

I can want a job and then get scared about having one.

I can want to go somewhere and then decide I don’t.

I can be excited about something today and not want anything to do with it tomorrow.

People sometimes act like that means I don’t know what I want.

Maybe.

Or maybe I learned something.

Maybe I thought about it more.

Maybe today just feels different than yesterday.

I don’t think changing my mind means I don’t know myself.

Sometimes changing my mind is knowing myself.

And yes, I might change my mind about this too.

I didn’t outgrow autism. I grew with it.

09/24/2026

Sometimes I say no to things.

That doesn’t mean I don’t want to be invited.

Maybe the place is too loud.

Maybe I’m tired.

Maybe there are too many people.

Maybe I just don’t feel like going.

But when people stop asking because I said no a few times, that feels different.

I still like knowing someone thought of me.

I still like having the choice.

So if I say no sometimes, don’t decide for me next time.

Invite me anyway.

I didn’t outgrow autism. I grew with it.

09/18/2026

Miranda Says

I think adults pretend to know what they’re doing more than they actually do.

When I was younger, I thought becoming an adult meant you eventually figured everything out.

Then I became an adult.

Apparently that is not what happens.

Adults change jobs. They worry about money. They don’t know what they want. They make bad decisions. They ask other people for advice. Sometimes they have absolutely no idea what they’re doing.

So maybe I don’t need to have my whole life figured out at 22.

Maybe nobody does.

That actually makes me feel better.

I didn’t outgrow autism. I grew with it.

09/15/2026

I’ve posted 1,000 times, and I learned something.

People don’t always agree with me.

I used to think that meant one of us had to be wrong.

Now I don’t.

You can disagree with me.

You can think differently than I do.

You can even think I’m completely wrong.

I just want you to listen to me before you decide.

Because sometimes people hear “autistic” and think they already know what I’m going to say.

You don’t.

Ask me.

I didn’t outgrow autism. I grew with it.

Pups

09/13/2026