There was once a time in my life when I tried to be "normal". Oh I was naïve back then, even though it wasn't all that long ago...
Normal looking, normal acting, normal wife and normal Mom. It doesn't suit me. At all. Striving for mediocrity was never something I was into or good at. Fitting in never worked. I was always the kid who stood out, no matter what for whatever divergent reason. Wrong hair, wrong clothes, wrong interests, wrong wrong wrong.
Act normal, be normal, do normal. Guess what? Normal sucks! Normal is boring and fits me like a pair of size 2 jeans (snort) ummmm, yeah not really!
The day I stopped caring so much what others thought was the day I lost a cumbersome amount of weight, and no this was no miracle diet....It was so bloody freeing I wondered why I had waited my whole life to do it.
We just returned from a Timothy-less vacation, me and my two girls. Was it hard to leave him behind? Damn right. Did I miss him? Every day. Would I do it again? Absolutely.
What's this gotta' do with autism you wonder? Its the autism that set me on this path of freedom. As shitty as it can be some days, autism has opened my eyes to many things and folks, they are WIDE OPEN.
How you ask?
Watching my child be judged based on his appearance or his behaviour. Watching my parenting skills be judged and even dissected. So I stopped watching. I do me and I do my family and that's all that matters to me now.
So before you give me a dirty look or shake your head at us~ because you don't understand~ check to see if I'm paying attention to you............I assure you I'm not.
till next time...........