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Woman open postal box beside envelope saying "Toxic Snail Mail"You might think I’m joking.  Or you might even think I’m exaggerating for effect.  But no.  Sending mail  as physical letters and packages in Canada has recently become a guaranteed toxic hazard for people with autism.

Why?  Quick refresher:

  • the airways are the fastest pathway into the bloodstream
  • man-made scents and fragrances are predominantly toxic, in a wide range of ways
  • autistics have impaired detoxification
  • autistic higher body toxin load means toxin thresholds are passed sooner
  • when a toxin threshold is passed, body functions become impaired (emotions, brain, and pain)

Standing in line to mail a parcel or purchase stamps in a large, airy, old post office made of wood and stone used to be just a minor-to-moderate toxic hazard.  Not everyone wears man-made scents and fragrances (in their deodorant, laundry and dry-cleaning products, shoe polish, water-repellant fabric finishes, and so on).

And in cooler or cold weather, people’s fragrances are often muffled under thick outer layers, reducing transmission into the air around them.  So in those old post offices, I very seldom felt like I needed a gas mask, or got “intoxicated” and “hung over” from poor air quality when I got in the queue to pick up a package.

Fragrances are in the same class of chemicals as neurotransmitters.  This is one of the biggest reasons that essential oils (natural oils distilled from fragrant plants) have so many health benefits.  When we breathe them in, they are speaking directly to our nervous system — and often our hormones, too.

Unfortunately, man-made fragrances are almost all neuro-disruptive, or neuro-toxic, and many are hormone-disruptors, too.

Many people notice that they don’t like specific scents.  That dislike is chemically valid; their noses are telling them that some chemicals in that scent are causing them harm.  And different people are more  — or less — vulnerable to different kinds of harm.

All autistics have some degree of impaired detoxification, and therefore are accumulating toxins faster than everyone else.  It takes less toxins to overwhelm our autistic bodies’ ability to squirrel toxins out of the bloodstream into fatty tissues (and hopefully keep them out of our brains and cell membranes), or to alter toxins so they can get moved out of the body.

Several years back, in an effort to keep cutting costs, Canada Post decided to form an alliance with Shopper’s Drug Mart.  With Shopper’s to maintain the physical space needed, Canada Post could then close down increasing numbers of its old, graceful, non-toxic, postal services offices.

Now, Shopper’s Drug Mart architecture is modern and toxic.  Shelves, counters, and other furniture are often particle board, off-gasing nasty glue vapours.  Paints are not chosen to be low VOC.  Plastics surround almost every product, leaking estrogen-mimicing resins and hydrocarbons into the air.  And so on.  But that’s really not the worst of it.

The worst?  Shopper’s locates its perfume counters right by the door.  People are actively encouraged to spray these fragrances on themselves and in the air from sample containers.  In addition, these stores have aisles of chemically-scented products, from facial tissues to shampoo (by the way, that’s why I use a hanky… can you imagine getting intoxicated from wiping your nose or eyes? Blech!)  You literally cannot go into a Shopper’s Drug Mart without toxic exposures — though maybe your body handles it better than mine.

When I need a toothbrush, some cotton swabs, or replacement hair ties, I do everything I can to avoid going into a drug store.  Usually I can get what I need from our local food buying club, or from a health food store, or even occasionally a large grocery store (which has fewer toxically hazardous aisles).  But when it comes to sending mail, or receiving packages, I have no choice.

Actually, I do have three choices.

  1. I can take along the gas filtration mask my husband and I have for temporarily-toxic renovations, for house-hunting around toxic air fresheners, and for the spill sites he occasionally works at as a hydrogeologist.  I can put it on outside the door, and wear it, and feel like a social pariah, and have people at the counter ask me to repeat things because the sound is muffled, and annoy everyone in the line behind me for having to wait longer…
  2. Or I can forget it and go bare-faced, blend in visually, and spend up to three days with problems like much higher pain levels, horrible emotional friability, reaction times delayed up to 11 seconds (and yes, that makes conversations extremely frustrating), balance and coordination difficulties, a swollen tongue (yes, that also makes it harder to speak), and cognitive challenges (such as an inability to dredge up the words I need, an inability to stay on task, no short-term memory, spaciness, etc.).
  3. Or I can avoid the post office at Shoppers (definitely my preferred option).

Canada recently added MCS, or multiple chemical sensitivities, to its list of disabilities.  Most people don’t realize MCS (or impaired detoxification) is one of the five root causes of the challenging symptoms of autism.

But it’s going to take a while for the regulations to catch up to MCS being a validated disability.  And catch up to what a “barrier-free space” actually means for people with MCS, in terms of scent-free policies, non-toxic home-building, non-toxic schools building and maintenance, and non-toxic public spaces…

Like post offices.

So, you might be wondering, why is this an issue for me, right now?

Canada is putting some anti-spam legislation into place, something I heartily approve of… and of course, it affects my newsletter.  Among other things, from now on, I need a real physical address to put on each email I send to my mailing list.

Now here’s the challenge.  Susan has let go of her office, and my office is in my home.  Where I live.  And I HAVE to keep my home a protective, peaceful space.

It’s been over 20 years since I began giving talks and answering questions about autism for parents, educators, health professionals, and spectrum adults.  At the beginning, I didn’t mind people knowing where I lived.  But in the first couple of years, I got burned.

When some people hit a crisis, even if they don’t know you well, sometimes they’ll give you a phone call, and sometimes they’ll come by, desperate for an answer on what to do.  They don’t mean harm.  They’re desperate, and I understand that.

I feel pretty desperate myself sometimes, despite all I’ve learned about how to live well with autism.  I have a tough time keeping my life stable, never knowing when things like the neighbours’ toxic laundry products will steal my physical comfort and ability to work.

When I reach out to help other people, adding their stress to mine has to be done carefully, so I don’t overcome my body’s ability to deal with the extra metabolic toxin load from stress.  When people bring their crises into my life randomly, it gets much harder to keep my health in balance, and not have a system crash… and sometimes, I just melt down, which doesn’t help anybody.

My home, vulnerable as it is to neighbourhood toxins, needs to be as safe, peaceful, supportive, and non-toxic a cocoon as I can possibly make it.  Without that, I have no place to nurse myself back to health and full function, when the world hurts me too much.  And without that, helping others hurts me too much.

It was a big deal to finally get my official autism diagnosis in 2008.  I had to trust enough that I wouldn’t be randomly institutionalized when I had a meltdown, and that people wouldn’t use my diagnosis as an excuse to hurt me.  I’m now at another one of those points of trust.

I can either pay for a post office box, where the only available option is inside a nauseatingly toxic Shopper’s Drug Mart store, or I can give you my home address.  Susan’s office is gone.  And I can’t afford an outside office, while I’m investing so much of Bill’s and my resources in trying to learn how to help people like you through the web.

So I’m going to make a special request.  I’m going to do another experiment.  I’m going to actually put my cell number and home address on my newsletter emails.  Please, please don’t use these as ways to contact me when you’re in a crisis.  If you want to get in touch with me, these are my requests:

  1. for soonest replies, send Susan or I an email by replying to one of our newsletters
  2. for connection, contact me through social media (and sometimes wait a bit, sorry!)
  3. for help, fill out a contact form and schedule an appointment with me
  4. find other people to be your resources and supports when you hit a crisis, and use my information and support to help you prevent and minimize future crises
  5. mail no packages, only physical letters which can be delivered to my home (so I can avoid Shopper’s)
  6. only call or drop by when we know each other well in person, or when we’ve made an appointment

On my end, I promise to:

  1. reply to your emails as soon as I can (which isn’t every day, and sometimes not every week, because sometimes I’m not healthy enough, and sometimes I go away for visits, or camping)
  2. check social media for messages as often as I remember (less often than email)
  3. schedule appointments when you ask, at a mutually convenient time
  4. continue to make cutting edge research available to you in an actionable way, so you can keep increasing the quality of life and functional capacity of the autistics you care about
  5. help you as much as I possibly can (but only in ways that don’t impair me further)

I really do want to connect with you.  It’s been hard, moving so much of my work online.  I deeply miss getting to know you in person through the Thrive With Autism courses, and bumping into you on the street for big smiles and impromptu progress reports.

But I can only do so much at once.  This webwork is so new to me, and takes so much learning.  And it’s not exactly in my genius zone, the way content creation is (sigh)… and it’s seldom even in my competent zone, difficult when pockets are tight.

My new website should be up before the end of the summer (and it has my social media links in the header).  But until I move to the new website, just so you have them, my social media links are:

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/Thrive.With.Autism

Google +:  https://plus.google.com/+ThriveWithAutismCa

Linked In:  http://www.linkedin.com/in/AutismRecoveryGuide

YouTube:  http://www.youtube.com/user/JackieThrives

I’m really looking forward to hearing from you in a way that supports us both.  Thank you, so very, very much, for caring about someone with autism!


  1. Niki Klein says:

    Wishing you all the best Jackie.
    I too am having issues over the ‘address’ bit with CASL. I do not want to give out my home address either. I have used Kitchener, Ontario as my address on Constant Contact since I shut my ‘brick and mortar’ office to look after my parents (dad has subsequently passed and mom is now in a home).

    It is a quandary.
    I have attended on line and in person 3 CASL learning classes. since we have a couple of years to be totally compliant, I am not adding my address for now…….hoping that I can slip by for the time being until I can figure out a better option.

    All the best

  2. Wendy Edwards says:

    Wonderful letter/blog post with lots of good detailed reasons for you going for what you want. Hooray for you Jackie. Life is always better when we are clear, concise and know and go for exactly what we want. Sounds like you are doing wonderful things for many. I am not up to date on all of that – but congratulate you on it all anyway. And I do hope everyone complies with your requests. I will!!

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