All those parents having to teach their kids is a eye-opening experience. I may not be a parent, but I was a child once. Not only was I a child, I was a misdiagnosed child who was claimed as having ADHD and even took medication for it and saw no difference. I still spun in circles, rocked in chairs, hated scratchy clothes that felt like sandpaper. I'd look around at my peers and saw they were miles ahead of me on paperwork while I was just on the 4th question. I felt like I failed my teachers as well as my family. I was diagnosed in 2016 at about 17 years of age. Relief flooded me but I always felt stuck. I found my calling at a young age, art. I couldn't understand school and so it made me have shutdowns after shutdowns. Most kids outlets were socializing but with autism its hard to communicate. My outlet is art and probably will be for a while. Remember to cherish your kids, especially in times of crisis like COVID-19. Who knows what memories they will keep with them for a lifetime. Both need to take frequent breaks from stress when you can, and when your kid won't speak or cries, please realize it may be from frustration and not disobedience. Please realize its hard on us as well, you just have to teach a little differently.
Love ya
-The artist HJH
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