Bix dot Blog

I can’t speak to CJ Chilvers’ argument for music as anxiety cure, but I can say that music has helped get me through the oncoming fatigue or autistic overwhelm/risk of shutdown which frequently descends around about the time I still need to public transit my way home from across town. It’s especially useful if I voicelessly mouth the lyrics (which I suppose arguably is a mild stim) and occassionally useful if I also rock back and forth in my seat to the rhythm (which definitely is a stim). What’s interesting about this is that my comorbid anxiety diagnosis centers upon “social/performance distress”, which encompasses that claustrophobic sensation of feeling like you are on public display, and yet when silently singing on the bus while, sometimes sharply, rocking back and forth, I don’t think about it.