To Make Your Child With Autism Thrive, You Must Do This First
I was engrossed in my book during the tea break at a workshop.
Suddenly, I felt a light touch on my shoulder. I turned around. She smiled as I looked at her.
“Looking at you, I feel the need to take care of myself too,” she said.
Tears threatened to spill out of her beautiful eyes.
I clasped her hands to comfort her.
“The world thinks I’m strong, but I’m not. I need to take care of myself,” she continued.
I nodded. I knew exactly how she felt.
Often I hear comments like, ‘you’re always well turned out.’ ‘How do you manage to look like this?’ ‘ You don’t look like you have an adult son and daughter.’
My friend, this is how you see me today. But you have no idea about how many years I struggled.
Those days, my only agenda was to fix Mohit, and push autism out of our lives.
I studied autism like a woman possessed and attended every workshop and training. I supervised Mohit’s home and school program and dealt with all his issues. His aggression and seizures were most painful.
I lost myself in the maze of autism. My likes and dislikes didn’t matter anymore. I was a far cry from my ‘before marriage’ self.
I put on oodles of weight and became over-sensitive. Meeting people, connecting with the outside world became troublesome. A voracious reader before, I stopped reading anything except books on autism and an occasional one on spirituality.