Processing an autism diagnosis is not easy. When my 2-year-old son was diagnosed with autism spectrum disorder, I had no idea how to keep moving forward. I had no idea how to be the mom that he needed me to be. I had no idea what to think and feel. And, I had absolutely no idea what to do next.
In many ways I am still going through the motions and the emotions of the diagnosis. My son's autism does not exist in a bubble. It is exists in our life. Our crazy, amazing, chaotic, sometimes-messy life.
And, there are times when it feels like the biggest part of our life. It is around us everywhere we go. We cannot out run it. We cannot outsmart it. All we can do is work each and every day to be strong enough to survive it.
Believe me, I do not use those words lightly. I get that you may not understand why I would talk about my life in terms of survival. I get it, because I did not understand it at the beginning either.