Tag: family

I’m Bipolar

The diagnosis, while not changing me as a person, helped me to understand myself better. It helped me to treat myself better.

People like that love company.

We may struggle to help our children, but we never struggle to love them

The kids are tired, the air is cold, and we’re way too far away from our starting point.

I knew nothing about autism and nothing about being non-verbal. Hell, I knew nothing about having a son.

Sometimes my posts betray me. I snitch on myself, as the kids say.

Without them, I would wallow in my own mind during times when my own mind is the most dangerous place to wallow in.

What came next could have destroyed me, if I let it.

No blankies in sight. That’s when he goes on the hunt like Elmer Fudd at Bed, Bath, and Beyond.

Your kid is watching. You can’t scream. You can’t yell. You can’t say all the bad things you’re dying to say.