I haven't been on this board in a while. I've been kind of sticking my head in the sand re: DS's autism in some ways, I guess. I just haven't wanted to face it.
DS used to present largely with the absence of some typical behaviors, but until recently, did not display any obviously atypical behaviors. Well, they're here now. Major visual stimming, severe tantrums, significant rigidity that interferes with our daily lives.... We used to be able to delude ourselves that DS had really very mild autism, and that he'd probably just grow up to be "quirky" but totally functional. That delusion has basically been shattered as I have realized that my son's autism really isn't that mild. I honestly feel as devastated now as I did when he was originally diagnosed.
None of this is helped by the fact that I work full time at a very demanding job, and spend most evenings and weekends alone with my son and these difficult behaviors (my husband works evenings and weekends, and changing that is not an option). Oh, and I might be losing that job due to cutbacks, which will leave us without health insurance. Managing this stress, our insane schedules, the crushing debt we live under.... I just can't do it. I feel like every minute of the day must be spent rushing to take care of DS, work, tringy to get laundry done and the house to a basic level of decency, etc etc. I'm failing at every part of my life. We do not have local family and friends for help. There is so little in my life that feels enjoyable these days.
I'm really just venting here; I know there are no easy answers. I will be getting back on an antidepressant, which helped with my initial bout of depression after the original diagnosis. I'm also looking for a local parent support group, but I'm not sure that will even be possible with our schedules, but I will try. I just really don't feel up for all the challenges ahead.
Re: I feel like I can't bear this
Hugs your way... I've been there so many times I've lost count. My son is on the higher end of the spectrum now, although now that he's in mainstream kindy it is plain to see how he's nowhere near typical..
I feel so bad that you feel like things are falling apart. It probably doesn't help but- please don't worry about the laundry! We do laundry once a week- or should I say, my husband does it while he's watching football. I basically clean once a week- on the weekends, when DS is having some downtime. I have a demanding job as well, but I am lucky that my DH works bankers hours. Hugs to you for being the sole provider nights and weekends- I'd go nuts. I know Auntie has mentioned this before- but some moms (myself included) have found solace during these difficult times with exercise. I ran my first marathon about 8 months after DS was diagnosed. It literally changed the way I feel, look, and think about things. Running gave me a lot of time to work some things out in my head.
We've had times when DS is just not enjoyable at all- it happens. I don't know how old your DS is, but for us- DS got a lot easier to deal with as he turned 5. We went camping, go to movies, and even took a trip to Cali. He still acts much younger (maturity of a 3 year old), but things- life- is doable again. We started attending church regularly, go to the YMCA for our exercise (and to play together in the pool), and in general try to squeeze the most our of our limited time with each other. I hope you can get to that point. I hope your job situation works itself out and you get some help for yourself, whatever that may be.
I guess I don't have a lot of advice, I just wanted you to know I understand and the people on this board are always here to listen.
Thank you all SO much. It's funny that it really does help to know that you aren't alone.
I do exercise- it's the one thing really that I do for myself. Of course, I've been sick and haven't been to the gym in 2 weeks, which I'm sure isn't helping my state of mind.
Part of why I feel so despondent is that I feel like this will never get better entirely. That at every stage along the way, I'll see the differences between my son and his peers, and it will always keep hurting. I feel like I could bear it if I just had to adjust to this reality, and then move on. But it doesn't seem like it actually works that way.
Auntie- do you really think there is a chance for my son to be successful? I know he has good prognostic indicators (e.g. is verbal, at least average intelligence, etc), but I don't know what that actually means for his life. To have a good job, get married, live independently. I just don't now if that is possible and it is breaking my heart. Not that I care if he lives with me forever- but I feel like he'll know enough to know what he's missing, and be angry and sad. THAT is my biggest fear.
Then I hit a point where I felt like "is there a finish line? Will I be running forever? IS THERE A FINISH LINE??"
When the future is uncertain and you just feel like you can break at any moment, the journey looks so daunting. Don't get me wrong, i am doing EVERYTHING humanly possible for DS and will do it day after day if that's what he needs. Its just some days I JUST WANT TO KNOW that a normal day is in the future. Hopefully there is a day that we will reach even semi-normal. Not being able to see that goal or know it is there is so incredibly hard. I think Auntie said it best when she was relating accepting a diagnosis to many little papercuts....that really hit me personally. Everytime something new happens--behaviors, diagnosis, someone says something stupid to me etc.--- the wound gets opened again just a little bit more.
Be easy on yourself-- I know that's easier said than done ((HUGS))
DD1, 1/5/2008 ~~~ DD2, 3/17/2010
He went away to college right after high school, almost immediately got a job working in the technical field ( I believe programming but I'm not positive), he has been head over heels in love and living with the same man (yes I said man) for the past 10 or so years and they own a home. I know that there is no crystal ball to tell provide you your sons future but this was a kid that was fairly affected by his DX (I remember lots of stimming, difficult to talk to him-he'd have full conversations with himself but it was tough to get him to respond to you in a direct fashion, more like he talked in a circle, integrating you into his conversation with himself-if that makes sense, eye contact was obviously painful for him, something I could tell as a high school student with very minimal knowledge of ASD, and while he's slightly better as an adult he'll pretty much give you quick eye contact upon hello and goodbye but not during any conversation). And with all of those challenges he's still be able to be emotionally successful, financially successful, I guess pretty much tics every box of "typically" defined success *Stable relationship, home owner, long term employment, makes an enviable living*
Or know my amount of hurt so I have to keep myself composed. I really hope that you can find some peace within the autism diagnosis and be able to sleep a little better knowing that you aren't alone.