When I hear this word I feel like I've just been punched in the stomach and then I get furious and then I cry.
I logically know this word is used in a clinical way and not meant to hurt me. But it does hurt me and it scares me and it makes me furious. Nicky is a 9 year old, and we don’t know enough about autism and no one, not even me gets to say what he’s capable of and no one get’s to say my 9 year old has reached a plateau. No one gets to take away our hope. No one get’s to put him in a box. No one gets to say “that’s it”. Maybe that’s not what people mean to convey, but it’s what I hear.