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Autistic

Not broken. Not in crisis. Not an object of intervention. A way of being.
Autistic, in this archive, is used as an identity, a politic, and a framework for understanding experience—especially in hostile systems. It is not a diagnosis to be fixed, but a neurotype with its own sensory logic, relational depth, and communication patterns. This tag collects writing by and with autistic people, especially children and families, on surviving education systems that were never built with us in mind.

  • My Ollie is missing a lot of school

    My Ollie is missing a lot of school

    My Ollie has barely left his room since he came home exhausted from school one day last spring. He slept twenty-three hours a day for months. He barely spoke for months and had difficulty with basic hygiene. School chronically withdrew the supports he needed and pushed him to mask and comply until his nervous system…

  • The masking tax: how autistic girls absorb bullying invisibly in BC schools

    The masking tax: how autistic girls absorb bullying invisibly in BC schools

    Autistic girls in B.C. schools often develop sophisticated masking or camouflaging strategies to hide their autism in order to fit in and avoid bullying. In the short term this can make them appear “fine” – leading teachers and administrators to assume no support is needed – but the “masking tax” is high. Decades of invisible stress and exclusion build up as girls…

  • The return of functioning labels: How austerity turns advocacy into competition

    The return of functioning labels: How austerity turns advocacy into competition

    A parent recently posted about profound autism, describing the experience of having her son’s reality erased when people say that “profound autism” doesn’t exist. Her frustration is legitimate—parents of children with intensive, lifelong support needs face profound institutional abandonment, and “profound autism” names a reality that deserves recognition and resources. But her post also illustrates…

  • The cancellation

    The cancellation

    When the principal cancelled the volleyball game, she did more than remove an afternoon of play from a group of eager children, she transformed what should have been a moment of joy and collective affirmation into despair and humiliation, converting what should have been an opportunity to connect and excel as a team into a…

  • This isn’t a unique case, is it?

    This isn’t a unique case, is it?

    My children’s father said in a meeting: “Surely you’ve dealt with this before and you have a solution? This isn’t a unique case, is it?” The question hung in the air, simple and devastating, exposing in one breath the entire pretence on which school leadership rests. The question matters because it cuts through bureaucratic delay…

  • The fallout of regressive discipline: from community trust to mental health

    The fallout of regressive discipline: from community trust to mental health

    In schools across British Columbia and beyond, discipline often unfolds not as a considered intervention tailored to individual needs, but as a blunt, collective act that seeks to restore order quickly by suspending joy or opportunity for all. The cancellation of recess, the revocation of a field trip, the withholding of an earned privilege—all for…

  • The legal playbook every parent needs

    The legal playbook every parent needs

    When your child’s education is on the line, every conversation with a school team feels like walking a tightrope: you want collaboration, but you also carry the weight of knowing that human rights are not polite suggestions — they are legal obligations owed to your child. And here’s the truth: the minute you bring up the Human…

  • Disgusted with myself: how school advocacy erodes self-compassion

    Disgusted with myself: how school advocacy erodes self-compassion

    Some days I feel my own face harden, the jaw locking and the air leaving my lungs in a clipped exhale, the eyes narrowing into a refusal that feels like muscle memory. It is the same recoil I have seen across the meeting table, the same signal that too much has been brought into the…

  • Parenting through gaslighting and grief

    Parenting through gaslighting and grief

    In the early days, our relationship was luminous, almost feverishly bright with attention and agreement and what I understood then as love—its intensity, its precision, the way it seemed to reach for every part of me, even the parts I kept hidden, even the ones I feared were too strange or fragile to show. I…

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