Wednesday, July 22, 2015

The invisible me

Growing up, things just didn't make sense. Little did my parents, siblings, and I know that I had what is called today as Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD) which covers all of the diagnosis from non verbal and verbal autism to Asperger's Syndrome, which I was diagnosed with at the age of 19. During high school, I struggled, a lot. Lets just say that I always struggled in school, not just high school alone. School was such a struggle that after I graduated, I vowed I would never to go back. That, however, didn't hold water. Three years later, at the age of 22, I entered college. Which brings me to now, the story I'm about to share with you, I had written for a writing contest a few months ago and felt the need to share it. I call it (My Do Hard Things Story)

A little background on this story though: I first came across the book Do Hard Things by Alex and Brett Harris when I was sixteen. It was then, that I had first heard the term "Rebelution" a word and term that these brothers created to describe why some teens are doing the extraordinary in today's society, for the glory of God and Him alone. Shortly after reading said book, I felt led to do the same thing. Living an extraordinary life for the glory of God. So what did this mean for me? Well...

Rebelution: The combination of the words rebel and revolution. Therefore,as the front of the book says, a teenage rebellion against low expectations. (In case you didn't know)

Here's the story....

I had always wanted to challenge both myself and other people around me, including my friends and family, especially my siblings, but I never knew how or where to start. It was then that I came across the book, Do Hard Things by Alex and Brett Harris when I was 16 in 2008. After reading the book, not only did I feel challenged to change things in my life (small things on like how I was acting when it came to other people and such) but I wanted to get others involved as well. However, there was one small problem; I knew I was different but the medical doctors could never put a correct diagnosis in place. Not until three years later, and a senior in high school was I diagnosed with Asperger’s; added on top of what I also have which is expressive/receptive disorder, and a  reading comprehension gap, both of which I was diagnosed with as a freshman. So what did this mean? Expressive/Receptive Disorder is not able to form answers on the spot or understanding the “you implied” directions.  With all three of these things combined, it made not only high school a struggle, but college felt nearly impossible. Yet, three years later with the support of both my parents, I decided to go to college.
There I was, twenty-two and a freshman at my local community college. Walking into classes for the very first time, with accommodations in hand. Everything was set and ready to go; but one fear still remained: “Can I even still do this?” Well, as the days turned into weeks the fear turned into a daily challenge. One thing I did know how to do well, was writing poetry, with the end goal for one day to be published. Once again, not knowing how, therefore, never even starting. Until I shot out an e-mail to Brett asking one simple question “How does one go about this?” From that e-mail, came the first draft of my poetry book a short time later. So did finals for the fall semester. Needless to say, my grades suffered due to the fact that I did not study as hard as I should have. Lesson learned. Never try to write a book during finals week, especially when one knows that a test is coming up in a subject that you struggle in already.
Then after a month off for Christmas break/winter break, I realized that I had my priorities totally switched around. Not only had I put my friends first and school second, (even though I was studying) it was not as much or as hard as it should have been. So, after resetting my priorities, I did something I thought I would never do: I grounded myself off of Facebook. For a month. The only contact I had with my friends was at school or through texting. It was during this time, that I had received a group e-mail from Brett Harris asking fellow rebelutionaries (people who are part of the Rebelution, a term from his book Do Hard Things) to be part of a project he was working on. After saying “Yes, why not?” I e-mailed him back and told him to count me in with whatever he was working on. That later became Do Hard Things University. Now here I was, a freshman in college, and part of an online webinar. All at the age of 23 and giving school my full focus.
 What did we cover during this webinar? Reasons as to “why” we do hard things, motivation, and time wasters, which Facebook became, among other topics. So how has this impacted my life?  Well, since I was sixteen, I’ve overcome several obstacles that related to school, educated people in different situations about the autism spectrum, my driver’s license and bought my own car.  I also received my high school diploma. Most recently, I finished my first draft of my poetry book, performed at a recital for the college I’m going to, started a Do Hard Things one-on-one book study, and sang at my church for the first time.
What would my life be like if I hadn’t read Do Hard Things? That answer is simple. I wouldn’t have gone back to school or do anything that I’m doing already. Instead, I would’ve had a list of unfinished projects, unreached dreams, and maybe a volume of “what if’s”. Always asking myself, wondering: “What if I had_______?” fill in the blank. Through it all, I wasn’t walking through it alone at all. I had my parents, siblings, and friends (both in college and not) support me through.
Even though my life wasn’t always fun, didn’t mean that God wasn’t with me at the same time. He was teaching me to totally depend on Him. One verse that I always refer to is Psalm 37:4-7a but specially verses 4 and 7:
“Delight yourself in the LORD: and he shall give you the desires of your heart.”

And “Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him.”


Thursday, June 28, 2012

It doesn't matter...

One of the things that I had to overcome when I first was diagnosed was: driving a car. I know right? For me, it was a legit fear. Even before my diagnosis. I mean, c'mon I'm in control of a monster of a machine; one wrong move, and it turns  into a deadly weapon in one moment. I just want to share a story of mine: How I got my driver's license.

I had first wanted to get my driver's license when I was eighteen. I had the money, had signed up, and got the information for my classes. Well, the day of my first class came, and I was thrown behind the wheel. Crazy right? After the session was complete, I was told that my parents didn't get me on the roads long enough and that if I wanted to continue, I would do better with a private instructor. After I told my parents what happened and they got in contact with the coordinator, I eventually dropped-out. Two-years later I had decided to do it again.

I had a private instuctor, (with the same driver's ed class) and after almost three to four months of drive time ( hey, when you know that you have to do it anyway why not just do the driving portion of the class if you can?) five times on taking the test for my DOT, I have my license.  So, like my instructor once said, it doesn't matter if, it just matters on when

Friday, June 15, 2012

What's the problem?

One day, I was doing my personal Bible study while listening to Lecrae which was something I had never done before. Now for those of you who had never heard of him before, Lecrae is a Christian rapper. While I was listening to his cd After the music stops, the following verse from the song, " Send Me" caught my attention:

No one signing up for missions this summer
Rather sit at home watching zip pip in a hummer
 While a nine year-old is shot down
No one screaming stop now
No bridge illistrations for crimminals who are locked down

Then I made this realization:
Uh, people, we have a problem: If we want the sold-out life of Christianity, what are we doing to prepare ourselves? What is our passion? Are we passionate about things for God and His glory? Are we letting Him run our lives His Way; and not our way? If not, there is the problem. We call him Lord, but we still control some of what we do, think, and say. Where is your total surrender?

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Straight Talk

Let me get one thing straight, I grew up in the home-school setting. Pre-K to grade twelve in high school. Given that, I want to talk about ideas for school, books, and ideas that could help. But as I look back on my life, I realize just how short it is. So I just don't want to tell you about my success, but I want to challenge you to live for Christ.

Just a thought: Plan like you'll live for a thousand tomorrows, but live as if you have the next five minutes. Micheal Billings

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Why now?

It has been one full year and even now when I think about when I was first diagnosed with autism, I always wondered: "Why now? Why me? I mean, everything was just fine; until now. So why does it have to be me? If your having this thought or more run through your head, don't worry, I've been there.

The reason why I started this blog, was that shortly after I was diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome, my mom and I were wondering and looking for a support group for autistic adults. Not finding one for a whole year, I asked mom last night during supper. So not only will I write about problems that we ran into as a family, but what I found out that helped me succeed, and what still makes me who I am today.