this was a conversation that happened in one of the threads on jess’ diary of a mom facebook page. it was in a public area, but since i don’t know the other women in it personally, and they don’t necessarily know this blog, i blacked out everyone’s last names (mine included) and gave us all cute little colored ovals instead of profile pictures.
most of the time, talking to people about problems that are hard, and complicated, it just doesn’t go well. especially when it’s the kind of situation where it’s not hard for someone to take someone clearly, but politely, critiquing them and interpret it all as a personal attack. and especially, especially, when you’re trying to discuss how someone is parenting their child. their autistic child. so often it can be so hard. hurt everywhere all over everyone.
but it isn’t always so hard. it does not have to hurt.
miraculous things happen sometimes.
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ONE TWO THREE
“He looks with his hands (wow).”
I almost started crying.
This one goes in my pocket for keeps.
[And, in case anyone is wondering how much time I had to spend screenshot-editing and re-sizing and formatting to make this post look like this…The answer is that it took basically fucking forever. ‘Cause I like. things. nicely. aligned. Alignment is always worth it. Always.