I guess if you are a business relying on consumers to fill your pockets buying silly costumes for an equally silly ritual of dressing as someone/something else and knocking on doors to beg for candy (most of which autistic children won't even touch), the "prior ABA child" would be quite an unwanted alarming profile.

My grandson recently went through this ritual because the school he attends, thought it would be cute/fun for his pre-school.  He "went through the motions" of parading around in a costume, gathering candy and when it was time to go home, he couldn't peal the costume off fast enough (I'm sure it was quite uncomfortable to his sensitive skin) and dropped the bag of candy at the door (never to be touched by him again).  Yeah, I'm sure he got alot out of that experience.

Please define "Living Life" for me.  If the idea of living life is to pretend to be someone you are not so that you can make your family happy, your teachers happy and have many friends that only see the person you are trying to be/become, if this is living life then why did I feel so empty inside?  Why did I feel like a fake?  Everyone else around me was happy enough to see me this way....but I was depressed because I knew that my ACT of normalcy was the REAL Fantasy World!

You see, I don't give a crap if I am accepted by the neurotypicals as I'm sure my son could care less about this too.  My grandson doesn't seem (so far) to be concerned that he is different from most, either.  It's only when people make us feel Broken or Unacceptable that we feel bad.  I don't care if neurotypicals ever Accept us, but I seriously wish they would quit Hurting us by trying to make us over in Their Image.

This post was last modified: 01-06-2005 03:19 PM by monastic.