The place where you live can define your personality.

Talking about the importance of an harmonious environment for autistics. We all need harmony however, stress management is easier for neurotypicals.

A stress-free life doesn’t exist, we must learn how to survive in the middle of the storms that soon or later, life throws at everyone.

As for me, the sea combined with faith, have a calming effect. I always try to create a peaceful place for myself in my heart.

These are also International Relationships.
Consider carefully before committing.


Boundaries come with Harmony, another name for Peace. Sharing responsibilities is the formula for a successful marriage.

Disorganization is very upsetting to me, equal to not recognizing one s limitations.

I need my space in marriage.
That leads to arguments with my wife.

Autistics necessitate a peaceful space to live in.
There is no harmony where we live now.

Without harmony, there is no peace.


♬Maybe I was born right out of my time♬
David Bowie

Appointments drain me.

We usually associate appointments with health professionals.
In the post-Covid era would look like everything is by appointment.
In this country, you must book major retailers, Churches, virtually every venue requiring rehearsal.

Last night I’ve been dining out for the first time in 4 years, just to find a table-keyboard to place the order and a robot to deliver plates.
No human interaction. It was depressing. I even lost taste for the otherwise good quality food, complicit my psych s appointment.
Heaven’s sake, he looked better than the ugly serving machine!

I don’t think I’ll ever adapt to this new lifestyle.
I’m scared.
One more reason to undergo ECT and borne a child again.
Cosmetology will take care of extra wrinkles.

Our society judges us by age.

We are expected to be settled by 40. That is extremely unreasonable, since there is an increasing number of people getting married at 40/50, these days, willing to start a second life. We’re still living in post-WWII Baby-boomers culture of Elton John and Mick Jagger, great artists nevertheless.

I feel trapped and hopeless.

What’s the point of living past 40?
Our society is built upon the youth, unfairly so, since everybody ages.

We are all to blame, we don’t think about aging in our twenties.

Youth is short-lived and unrealistic.
Old age is real and permanent until death, even more so in this day and age where 90 seems to be the norm.
If we define 40 as the beginning of old age, it accounts for an additional fifty years, the longest time-frame compared to a mere thirty years of youth, yet we don’t invest in a productive Senior age.

Nonetheless, Young is not necessarily synonym of happiness…my twenties were my darkest days.

I want to live my twenties now.

David Bowie quoted: “Aging is an extraordinary process where you become what you should always have been.”

Digital society only benefits the Elites while stealing our identities. Do your part if you don’t want to become a tool for world control.

I talked about old age in my previous article saying that one is considered old at 40 in today’s media society.

Everything travels online these days and we’re spied 24/7 through all kinds of transactions.

It is humiliating for middle-agers.

Our only guilt is being born without smartphones and social-media despite having adopted them not without difficulties.

Our ‘chats’ were parks, pubs, clubs.
We grew up in a physical society where relationships were REAL and TRUSTWORTHY.

Still, the so-called ‘Millenium Children’ see us as primitives.
They forget that the greatest bands still active today were born in the 70/80s.

This reflects in the workplace too.

Getting a job for middle-agers is all about “Excellent knowledge of computers and latest technology”. 

Communication skills, teamwork, etc., have nearly disappeared from CV’s vocabulary.

This is particularly sad for expatriates like me looking forward to a second life back home.




Is your sense of belonging linked to your generation?

Do you identify with your generation?
What do you regret or praise your generation for?
Did age stop you from achieving your goals?

The more I hear about disabilities, the more I wish I was born 20 years later.
Mental awareness at school and workplace was never acknowledged before the 90s.

I was struck this morning to hear that Mc Donald UK started hiring autistics over 50.

The 50s are the new 30s!
Also, there s an increasing number of working 90 yos!

My vision of the future is that State Pensions will disappear.

Generations are becoming interchangeable, we see it in music, 80/90s bands are having a revival.
90s kids invented techno-beat.

20 extra years, that’s all I need.

David Bowie sang in the 90s:
I’ve got Seven days
to live my life 
and Seven days to die…

Today he would replace Seven Days with Twenty Years.


The Internet revolutionized society and the way we interact, both positively and negatively. 

Calls have become obsolete, these days.
Texting is the norm.
A text can’t express emotions like a voice.

My generation adopted the Internet and eventually adapted to it.
On the other hand, it was imposed to new generations.
That implies a difference in displaying emotions: the Young are clearly more comfortable in texting, the Senior in speaking.

How do we match generations?
There are times when compromising is inevitable.

Calls are extremely stressful.
I love voice calls. 
At the same time, I m aware they can be bothersome for others.

Nowadays, the ‘etiquette’ is booking calls prior text.
Don’t dare to dial without notice!
People want to be comfortable to speak, 90% of phones are now mobile devices.
Back in the day, you could only reach someone at home, no need for notice.

Problem today, is matching time between caller and receiver, virtually impossible.
I try to follow the ‘general rules’, office hours, meal times still, each person has a different schedule and often find myself in an inconvenient conversation.

How to overcome communication s barriers will be the new AI challenge.

Living in an unfamiliar society is a big deal for autists.

Anger and resentment towards local population are common, although we don’t mean it. Sadly, we are often misunderstood as arrogant ‘Know-it-all’. We must control our emotions when we speak. The following is the unedited transcript I sent to my local community leader.

Dear Sir

Are you ready for Summer?!

Whilst Summer is generally the most beautiful season in the Northern Hemisphere, it is the hardest and most dangerous in Asia: the scorching humid air is the first cause of brain-stroke, typhoons cause floods and mudslides.

Global warming exacerbated these conditions on a yearly scale.

Cities become traps. 
Air-conditioners come with a full array of financial and health issues: the high costs of electricity and airways’ irritation.
Pollution reaches fatal levels.

Still, this technological nation has not come up with safer solutions!

In the Middle East, the hottest spot on earth, they are already using heat-dissipating materials in construction.
ACs are slowly disappearing.

It seems that this country is weary of change.
Most houses still not have Central-Heating…

I’m sure you are aware of these faults as senior citizens.
Seniority is paramount in Advocating for change in this conservative country.

Do your part!
Contact authorities, Government, Institutions.
Change this culture of silence and acceptance!

Don’t look impassively at the elderly found dead of heat-stroke in their homes every Summer!

We’re all in this together, young and old, although seniors have more power, be proud!
You’re in that stage where you have given all to society.
Society owes you!

Young people are submissive to authorities, they can’t afford repercussions on their careers.

You can make the real difference for all.
You’re the most influential category in this country.
Become ‘doers’, not ‘onlookers’.

And have all a safe, peaceful, productive Summer.

Back in my day, Mental Illness was a shame and hardly addressed by
families. Early intervention is paramount. Still nowadays, there is a lot of stigma but advocacy too. Let’s break Mental Illness Stigma together!

I can’t wait to have my business up and running.

Today I m more motivated though drained from yesterday’s paralysis.

I have so many worries, my wife doesn’t even know.

Sometimes I d like to talk with friends though she disagrees because my friends are her friends too. She doesn’t want to show my flaws to them.

These are the barriers in marriage between a neurotypical and a neurodivergent.

I’ve always wanted to be normal.
I wanted to reach out but my parents stopped me until adulthood out of self-denial.
Too late, I pay the price now.

Take your responsibilities as parents.
Children are not toys.