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No, I Don’t Want Your Advice on How My Kids or I Can Be “Cured”
I’m not looking for a cure—not for my kids, and not for me. Any treatment we choose is merely a tool to help us enjoy our lives.
He’s going to try to sell me something
allergiesgutsinflammationour babiesthat asshole
How could he possibly think that I want my kids to be any different?
doif he were less distracted, he would learn more during his swim lesson—if he won’t wear button-down shirts or eat a hamburger, how do you expect him to survive in the world?
I’m not looking for a cure—not for my kids, and not for me. Any treatment we choose is a tool to help us enjoy our lives.
Recently, our family was on vacation in Washington, DC. The four of us—my husband, Eight, Ten, and I—traveled by Metro around town, the train itself as exciting to my kids as the museums and monuments. One time we exited onto the platform and the tunnel suddenly grew loud and chaotic, because the train across from us let its passengers off at the same time.
It’s too much.
Katie is an author, speaker, an expert on mental disability. She is autistic and has bipolar disorder. She's the author of more than fifteen books that center mental disability, an eclectic mix, including an IPPY-award-winning series of romantic suspense novels and four essay collections on mental health and trauma (two of which won national awards). After earning her master's from the Johns Hopkins Writing Seminars, she earned her law degree and doctorate in rhetoric. She works toward accessibility for everyone. A professor of writing, she lives in Chapel Hill, NC, with her family and horses.
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I think about the many invisible struggles, the empty places I have had to fill for my kids. The bridges I’ve had to build.
Unwritten social rules might as well not exist for me. The only reason I can read them at all is because I’ve forced myself to learn them.
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Many of us subconsciously believe there is only so much good allotted to us—so, when something good happens, watch out.
It’s easier to cut people out than to learn to differentiate between the chronically demanding and the occasionally needy. It’s war, we tell ourselves.