My son will be 8 years old this year, though he has his many struggles being autistic and nonverbal, I can promise him a better life than I had when I was 8.
By 8 years old I was already seperated from my mom who was/is an addict, and already writing my Dad letters in prison.
By 8 years old I was already seperated from my mom who was/is an addict, and already writing my Dad letters in prison.
I think about this a lot because if I were born with my son's challenges I may have never made it.
The adults who did raise me would have tried their best to slap the autism out of me.
I was raised by all kinds of different people and saw a lifetime of experience by 12 or 13.
The adults who did raise me would have tried their best to slap the autism out of me.
I was raised by all kinds of different people and saw a lifetime of experience by 12 or 13.
I write about stuff like this because it sometimes helps others navigate through memories that they are having a hard time finding the lesson in.
It is common for people to respond that they are sorry or express that they feel bad for me having to go through such things.
I appreciate the compassion but, don't feel bad for me. I have perspective and experience that most people have to learn out of a book to show for it.
I appreciate the compassion but, don't feel bad for me. I have perspective and experience that most people have to learn out of a book to show for it.
I enjoy reading through all the replies to these threads, you mostly seem to be a very genuine, kind, and insightful group.
As for those who said that I should be proud of my son, read through my posts and you will see I am VERY proud of Michael. He's my best friend.
As for those who said that I should be proud of my son, read through my posts and you will see I am VERY proud of Michael. He's my best friend.
