October 26, 2008

When did Autism become “dirty”?

I’ve never been ashamed of my son or embarrassed by him.  And I’ve never wanted to “fix” him.

A part of me feels like I can no longer hold my head high when I say that he has autism.

A part of me feels like the weight on his shoulders has increased in mass.

A part of me feels that I should keep our really cool Autism t-shirts tucked away in a drawer… never again to see the light of day.

A part of me feels like if I say the word, “Autism”, people look at me with disgust as if my son is contagious.

A part of me wants to forget I transitioned to a holistic lifestyle and Jackie Chan some folks.

The media controversy doesn’t help.

Breathe in.  Breathe out.

I guess I’ll have to wait for the magazine cover that declares, “Autism Community Rejoices!  Scientists Finally Have Answers!”

Hope I don’t have to wait too long.

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