I dare you

I wrote this and published it on my old blog in November 2014. A year has passed, and I wish I could say that since then there has been no more news of violence against Autistic and otherwise neurodivergent and disabled children by their parents and carers. The fact is there has been story after story of parents who are convinced their imperfect child is the reason for all their woes, and so they act in unspeakably horrific ways toward them. The fact is, the media is still telling us all to feel sorry for this parents, rather than the victims- their children.

So, today, I am sharing this old piece of writing with you. Because nothing has changed. Continue reading

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one of those days

You’ve had one of THOSE days, right? 


The ones that start with running late to the early drop off for your kid to catch the train for an excursion, and finish with the topping falling off the pizza you order for dinner because you didn’t make it into the shops (the only task on your to do list for the day) despite having driven past them 5 times.  Continue reading

Tired. Anxious. Almost not coping. Or almost doing well.

Some days I’m a weird mix of tired and anxious. I’m not worried about anything in particular, but everything worries me and it’s hard to make a decision about anything. I’m not physically sick, but there is a queasiness in my stomach and a feeling in my chest. I am tired and foggy in my brain, but I don’t want to lie down to rest because that it exactly when my brain will jump into action and I will feel worse. Continue reading