Sienna Eggler - Sienna Eggler (Page 19)

A smiling corgi, standing in tall grass.

Last Train Home

CH 3 - Atomic Dog

With no choice but to trust Pickles, the group finds a place to settle down for the night.

Health

Living with Compulsive Counting and OCD

Originally written before I was diagnosed with autism, I go into detail about an old habit of mine.

A corgi lying on a bed, surrounded by glowing lights.

Last Train Home

CH 2 - Reality Bites

Meike meets a fellow traveler, and a strange dog.

Journal

Friendship Only Exacerbates My Loneliness

I stopped getting invited to things long before that, but I still had other “friends” and groups to keep me entertained. But even those friends and groups started to fall off, leaving me with the empty shell that was once my main friend group.

Train tracks extending beyond a darkened tunnel, into lush green grass and a distant forest.

Last Train Home

CH 1 - Anywhere But Here

The beginning of the journey for Meike and their future friends.

Journal

It's Not About "Pride"

My issues stem more from our mother, who both physically and emotionally abused us. Thankfully the former wasn't so often; I had to adapt and make myself smaller to avoid her anger, but the beatings never worked on my brother.

Journal

Pushing Through It

My confidence has gone up a lot recently, and I truly believe I can shed the pounds by summer. I’m excited to wear my old clothes again, but that also means I’ll have to go shopping, which I’m less enthused for…

Journal

Labels and Micro Labels

I see the value in it for sure, I just personally don't want to fill my bio with a long list of both personal and what I consider to be private details.

Writing

Adventures In Editing

I’ve been at it for three weeks now, and will take another break before combing over everything once more. There are other projects I’ve been itching to get started on, more novellas and short stories, and eventually my much neglected novel.

Journal

Goals For 2022

The biggest for years was always “make some friends”. But I kept hitting a wall; it’s a mix of introversion, awkwardness, and living life completely oblivious to the fact that I’m autistic.