When you think of autism, do you take it this far? Can you imagine getting to the point, where you wished you were dead, or your child were dead or perhaps both?
My child is not “severe.” She’s getting better all the time. Our horrid days are few and far between at this point. But a quick glance over my shoulder and there we are. Her constant, blood curdling screams over every little thing. Me on the floor in the kitchen in tears, covering my own ears. Baby brother cowering in the corner, sucking his thumb.
We've had many, traumatic, horrible moments. In my darkest hours, I had visions of snapping. Imagining myself on a cot in a jail cell, finally peaceful.
If I were in poverty?
If I were single parent?
If my spouse were not supportive?
If I lacked education, and did not have the resources to research like crazy, gaining glints of hope along the way?
This single father endured many years of autistic behavior, far worse than any I ever had to deal with. He and his child suffered at the hands of a government bought and paid for by the pharmaceutical industry. They no doubt suffered at the hands of insurance companies who deny coverage for biomedical treatments, because these treatments are not "approved" by the very government that seeks to hide the cause of the disorder.
I wonder what the stats are? How many autistic kids have been killed at the hands of their parents?
This child certianly won't be the last.