and honest story...The monster inside my son
"For years I thought of his autism as beautiful and mysterious. But when he turned unspeakably violent, I had to question everything I knew."
"Hope was bullshit. Hope was exactly what had been lost."
Silent Servants...
... of the Used, Abused, and Utterly Screwed Up.
A Secular Franciscan looks at the world...
with a more jaundiced eye than ever...
and lots of ellipses for you to fill in the missing text...
(with thanks to Thomas S. Klise for the title)
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It's an awful story. But I can't help wondering if it's autism or a reaction to having autism. I did some pretty destructive things in my time, but I was destructive towards myself (a female pattern). I would not ascribe that awful period in my life to autism. It was a response to the consequences of autism, to people's reactions to it, to my own ignorance and frustration and self-hatred.
Anyway, thanks for the link!
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