I can’t just lay in bed all day. I have kids and responsibilities. Even if I didn’t, I still can’t stay in bed all day.

I can’t just lay in bed all day. I have kids and responsibilities. Even if I didn’t, I still can’t stay in bed all day.
Then again, it’s hard being a parent at all. Actually it’s hard just being alive sometimes.
This wasn’t a debate or disagreement. This was performance art.
Some of the most beautiful human beings I have ever met have told me horror stories about interactions with some of the vilest individuals out there.
Whatever your situation is, no matter how universal it might feel, know that it’s different for almost everyone.
I often say that the world should try to be a little more like my son. We’d all be better for it.
Once again, I learn about the world through his eyes in ways I never would have noticed on my own.
Some friends have understood. Others haven’t. To be completely honest, sometimes I didn’t either.
Their “expertise”, or lack thereof, isn’t limited to autism and the families affected by it. They will also judge anything else they don’t know.
“Who has seen me today? Did I talk to people like this? What is wrong with my face? Am I freakin’ melting?!”
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