Trios Giggles & the Great Bounce An autistic moment of joy, movement, and echolalic magic

Sometimes a moment sneaks up and turns into magic.

Today, my bed called to me—and I answered. Not with sleep. With bouncing.

The mattress had just the right spring. I started jumping, not even thinking why. And suddenly, a word was echoing in my head over and over: “Trios.” Over and over. Trios. Trios. Trios. I don’t even speak French, but somehow it became part of the rhythm. Every bounce matched the beat of the word.

I let it happen.

I bounced. I giggled. I said “trios” again and again until it all became this perfect stim moment. My whole body vibed with joy.

It didn’t need to make sense. It just needed to feel right. And it did.

Why it matters:

Because I didn’t fight the stim.

I didn’t question the loop.

I just let myself be autistic, free, and happy in my own body.

That’s what regulation can look like—pure joy.

Let’s hear it for beds that bounce, words that loop, and moments that remind us we are allowed to feel good.