This has been one of the more difficult weekends on record. It’s amazing the fear,anxiety and desperate hope inflicted upon a small group of people when someone precious to them is admitted into the hospital. I won’t go into what happened, but suffice to say, my heart has been otherwise occupied these past few days.
Today, the title line has been echoing in my head.
“It’ll never be the same.”
There’s a lot implied in that simple sentence. As my mind wanders its internal avenues, I remember all the stories I’ve read by parents of autistic or LD children and people identified in high school and beyond.
Once you carry those labels, life will never be the same.
You’ll have tools with which to fight the struggles that come with our unique brand of wiring.
You’ll have ever evolving science to back up what you’re experiencing.
You’ll have the possibility of connecting with people who have gone through similar things.
You’ll have guideposts to figuring out how your mind works.
You might even develop a whole new way of looking at the world.
The struggles, the ignorance, the stigma and the societal pressure will still be there, but now you’ll have more options of how to cope with them. With time, maybe you’ll have ways to change those ugly sides of our culture.
Change isn’t easy, but that doesn’t mean it has to be a bad thing.