Thinking more about it...I do cry now more and now understand that people NEED to express these emotions and it s healthy....I always ask my son (though, this is also a reminder because i have really had to teach him over and over proper ways to know how to deal with his emotions) i just had an aha moment..beingin the nursing field, well as a professional RN since 1994 and as a volunteer on and off for about 3 years, visited my Dad for extended periods over 4 years, "lived" in the psychiatry ward in the same hospital my Dad died in...I have seen and learned a lot of different people, their behaviours, emotions, fright, anger, sadness, grief, sorrow, hatred, death experiences, birth experiences...I met so many people old and young...My favorite was geriatric (that was where I volunteered) That me why I am so understanding........back to the reason for the post.......
I think my life has prepared me to have a child with a social disability and that I have been told I have the patience of a saint......He really is doing well considering and I am seeing concern, empathy, symapthy, typical 12 year old behaviour too....I am going to look into getting more help and give up my pride for a while...I am too exhausted. THE CRYING....gosh, i can't focus. I do cry more and have had to teach it and make emotions understood, when you don't you end up like me at 36...I have chronic gastritis, IBS, GERD...wonderful stomach ailments and bowel problems. I am thankful that my son is getting the best care and GOD gave me all the tools I need to ensure he is a well liked, caring, respected and respectful to everyone, especially woman, he needs more independence........He has no problem crying.......al least he tells me everything he soesn't need stomach problems, mine started when my Dad died......22 years ago. At least I can cry now and I feel the release, not the guilt for feeling weak and I know my son is benefiting. I used to hide it...I finally learned it was ok for him to see me. I try to make light of the situation and we kind of make it a joke...and i tell him woman sometimes act crazy...he just laughs and he will actually comment that he is happy I am not Grandma....he loves her but her behaviour is confusing to her too but for 12, he is quite insightful. Maybe there has been a reason for my life!!!! I will ensure my child will be the best he can be. I would also love it if one day we lived in the same home, in different areas or next door neighbors.....oh someday to feel safe and secure in a home i can consider mine and be so proud of....rambling I will always make him my reason.....to keep moving forward. At least I know he is ok.....he has regressed and developed more ocd symptoms, more asthma attacks, sleep even worse, routine totally screwed, more facial and throat clearing tics with constant humming or singing ( he was taking his pills without a reminder) I hope when we fnally have a place to go to....i actually really like it and can make it my home...that makes us feel safer and it will be just us again....he needs his schedule and stability back. UUUGGGHHHH....I really want to say something negative but i won't so of course my nose is burning and the tears are welling up. Time to stop rambling anyway.