This 2016 post was the first time I had written about my son’s autism.

This 2016 post was the first time I had written about my son’s autism.
As Nine Inch Nails so eloquently asked, “What have I become?” A parent.
He didn’t need “fixing.” He needed love.
Depending on who said it, it meant different things and hit in different ways.
For those who have my child’s best interests at heart, I can’t be defensive or apprehensive. I can only be proactive.
He might not always have someone there to check on his batteries. That’s the whole problem that many special needs parents face.
They’re just extra steps needed to make his practice into perfect.
There was a feeling of guilt, as if I did something wrong, and I didn’t want to tell anyone.
2012 was a big year for me. It was the one that changed my life.
For a story of gradual changes, this is one of the few moments I can pinpoint exactly.
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