POETIC PROSE

Autistically, We Soldier On

How to win a War that cannot be won.

Keira Fulton-Lees
7 min readJul 9, 2022

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Category • Autism, Military, Poetry, Poetic Prose, Creed • Keywords • Keira Fulton-Lees, Autistically, Soldier on, War, The Road, candle, ignite the light, both end, wick, Cold Autistic Dark, Medium.com • Author • Keira Fulton-Lees • Title • Autistically, We Soldier On • Published • 9 July, 2022
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You may feel like you’re burning the candle at neither end, and both ends have no wick. Maybe you can’t seem to ignite the light that makes any sense of what, or why this is, or why you, nor anyone else, truly gives a s*** about anything that is you at all.

Maybe that’s true and maybe it isn’t, but never say anything bad about yourself that you don’t want to be true, as the bad that you said may be the final screw that seals you into a self-fulfilling prophetic coffin of someone who you don’t want to become.

The road that you walk may too often feel like you walk alone in the cold Autistic dark – A road that has no end and has no start – A road so twisted that it is not unlike a malicious Möbius strip designed with just you in mind, keeping you stuck and confused in an infinite loop of its evil intent – A road that is lined with all of the signs of an apocalyptic foreboding that the worst is yet to come.

This is the very time that you must go on and never shall stall. Though you may stumble or fall, or albeit that you must walk, run, or crawl, do know that you shall rise again to stand tall and Autistically “Soldier on” through the worst of it all to arrive at a place of solace and calm.

You may feel like you have hit rock bottom, and nothing can be done. Like a battle-worn Soldier, each day may feel like you’re fighting a Lifelong War that cannot ever be won. Yet, never forget that all the battles that you’ve overcome have been led with the Autistic you in command, and with each command then perfectly executed by the Autistic Soldier that is you – One who refused to give in or succumb, and one who Boldy and Autisically Soldiered on.

Your Life may feel like it’s not just missing, but is much less than merely existing, and much worse than any definition of Depression. At the first inkling of ever thinking this, tell yourself that you are good enough, and Autistically will, and must Soldier on.

Despite that each day that you wake is but to dread as each moment that was, is, and will be, seems no more than a slower form of being dead, have no fear. For you are not alone, as the numbers are vast within the Autistic…

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Keira Fulton-Lees

Artfully Autistic Advocate for Autism, Writer, Editor, Artist, Musician, Owner of the Medium Publication: Artfully Autistic: https://medium.com/artfullyautistic