I can honestly say that my childhood has been horrible. Trying to live all alone without anyone to depend on was horrible.
Parenting your own parents, along with yourself and being their marriage counselor was horrible.
Being all alone with my problems and suicidal thoughts was horrible.
Being scared of your own parents when you could not mask well was horrible.
Hating yourself so much you wish you were dead was horrible. Nowhere to run except books and my own imagination. To the point i became a maladaptive daydreamer.
I honestly cannot say i forgive my mother. I am unable to forgive her Just as she is unable to forgive me for being autistic.
I hope i will forget all about my childhood one day. And remember my parents as distant smiling figures, unable to be there for their autistic child and take pity on them instead of resentment.
Parenting your own parents, along with yourself and being their marriage counselor was horrible.
Being all alone with my problems and suicidal thoughts was horrible.
Being scared of your own parents when you could not mask well was horrible.
Hating yourself so much you wish you were dead was horrible. Nowhere to run except books and my own imagination. To the point i became a maladaptive daydreamer.
I honestly cannot say i forgive my mother. I am unable to forgive her Just as she is unable to forgive me for being autistic.
I hope i will forget all about my childhood one day. And remember my parents as distant smiling figures, unable to be there for their autistic child and take pity on them instead of resentment.
