Daughter of the Deep

by Rick Riordan

Simply getting through the day is like swimming through an underwater minefield. Tomorrow will be just as hard. And the next day.

This resonates with me so much. Not everyday but most feels exactly like this!

As it is, he crab-walks backward, screaming and trying to shake off the furious twenty-pound fluff demon attached to his windpipe.

Magic in words and humor.

I’ve heard “experts” say that autistic people have trouble with empathy, but sometimes I wonder if these experts have ever actually sat down and talked to autistic people.

I found her behavior a complex code, like jumbled words and signals. But once I cracked that code, I realized that she just does things a little differently. She’s more likely to do something nice, or offer an explanation, as a way of helping me feel better.

Top sits patiently at Ester’s feet. He doesn’t beg—he’s too clever for that. He just looks cute and sad, staring into the distance as if thinking, Alas, my poor stomach! Whenever someone slips him a scrap, which happens frequently, he looks surprised. For me? Well, if you insist.

This is my dog 10000000%