This is going to be very difficult to explain without being outing, so please bear with me.
Basically I came across something yesterday evening that led to a discussion with my DS2, during which he informed me that he suspects he has ASD.
Which led me to do a lot of reading.
I now believe both of my adult sons have ASD, and what’s more, so does my XH.
Which makes me feel like the worst person in the world. How could I not have known?
I did suspect with DS2, but for various reasons (mainly XH’s discouragement) I never pursued a diagnosis. Shit mum award. I could have made his life so much easier.
And do I broach the subject with DS1? He’s at uni, has a girlfriend, is brilliant - but there are traits that are going to make relationships hard for him and I’m terrified he’ll end up lonely like his dad.
Pennies dropping all over here. I feel just dreadful. What a failure.