Hi there. It’s been awhile. I’ve wanted to write. I really have. You see, I seem to have lost my voice. I’ve been so incredibly disappointed in so many people who I’ve had dealings with, that I just didn’t know what to write anymore.
You see, I’m an autism parent. It seems these days that automatically makes me a bigot and full of privilege. I’m not allowed to speak anymore about what it’s like to raise two autistic boys for if I do, I am wrong. Everything I say about autism is now wrong because I am an autism parent.
Then you have the information I’ve received where it turns out I’m not really different from my boys at all. But you see, I’m not allowed to disclose that to anyone because then I’m just using that information to be a bully because I don’t agree with everyone. I’m not allowed to have opinions of my own and be like my boys and be an autism parent. It rips a hole in the space time continuum or something.
And our government and military are disappointing wherever I turn lately. Respite is still a clusterfuck. Oh wait, I’m not allowed to talk about respite. That’s exercising my privilege. At any rate, we don’t have it again, and it’s an offered service, and we need it. I’m drowning. My kids are giving ME sensory overload, and I need a break. There. I said it.
We’re facing sequestration because politicians who are overpaid and out of touch in DC can’t stop acting like petulant toddlers and just compromise for once. These politicians have no idea what this means for our military families like mine. The ones they claim to hold in such high esteem. The ones that their actions tell us they really don’t care what happens to us or the rest of the country as long as they continue to get their pay and benefits.
So you see, I’ve just been disappointed in everyone across all my worlds lately as a whole. It really puts a damper on the writing process.
Instead, I’ve been putting the majority of my efforts into the boys’ schooling. As it should be. They’re happy. They’re learning things they wouldn’t be learning in brick and mortar school like deductive reasoning. It’s amazing to watch them grow and learn even if it means I have to step outside my comfort zone sometimes. The boys are thriving, and I really can’t ask for more. The rest? Well, I suppose I can’t change everyone, so I’ll just work on my own little corner of the world a better place.