And finally I found my words…

In a reply to a facebook comment to one of my posts – someone asked about when CJ is 18.  When CJ is 18, the State takes over and he is provided with everything he needs.   I’m not worried about him.  Everything always was and will always be about him.

I’m worried about me.

Until he is 18, he is my sole obligation.  There is no parental support from anywhere until then.   And if you ask for help, they judge you incompetent.  I’m trying to educate the world as best I can about Autism – but if you won’t even consider my side because you cannot believe anything outside your cozy world – then my words are just ranting.

 

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