A sometimes politically incorrect open letter about #Autism Parenting 

Going into this post, please know that I truly understand that every parent faces challenge and struggle. isn’t easy and that should go without saying.  When I speak about the unique challenges facing parents, it’s not meant to invalidate the difficulties associated with everyday parenting.

At the same time, just as it’s important to understand that parenting in general isn’t easy, it’s important to understand that is something all together different.

Something that’s gotten under my skin a bit recently, is the way some people have reacted to my mentioning of taking a nap on some days. I’m not sure why anyone would care about that but clearly it’s rubbing some people the wrong way.

I’ve decided that I’m going to share a few thoughts I have on this particular subject because if this is happening to me, it probably happening to others as well.
When you come to Blog, you’re coming here to read about what life is like for one Autism . Every Autism family is unique but the insight I’m providing my audience, can help them better relate to an Autism family in their own lives.

I very openly and honesty share the joys, , struggles and heartache that my wife and I face on a daily basis. The only motive is to help educate as well as reach out to other parents in similar circumstance, to ensure they know they aren’t alone.

Let me tell you a little something about my life as an Autism parent. It’s hard. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. To put that statement into perspective,  I used to run into burning houses and pull people out of truly horrific car wrecks or manage codes for over 45 minutes before arriving at the hospital. I did that for a living and comparatively speaking, being an Autism is infinitely more challenging.

You know what? I’m fucking tired! I’m fucking tired all the time and I’m not ashamed to admit that.

I’m overwhelmed. I’m burnt the fuck out and I don’t sleep worth a shit anymore because my kids don’t sleep worth a shit.

Even when my kids do sleep for a period of time, my sleep is broken and restless because I’m so stressed out that my brain won’t stop trying to process all the shit I lived through the day before.

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