@Nobodylistens - I sympathise with your experience at the pool.
You are right to ignore the “spoilt brat” comment.
It is really tough when they want to do something but then can’t cope, tough for you too.
A 3 hour drive, a pool that would have been busy as it is half term… the excitement of going… can all add up to sensory overload. Which your DD wouldn’t have predicted. So maybe it became about “the wrong swimming suit” but it wasn’t really that at all, but she didn’t even know herself what was wrong and probably felt angry and disappointed for herself.
For example, my DD (who is diagnosed)used to really pick at her brother when she was overwhelmed. Then completely lose it and be convinced it was because of his behaviour (as he usually was responding well to her shouting at/about him!). I could often see the triggers even though she couldn’t, nothing to do with him. But she finds it hard to recognise her own feelings, so it gets pinned on something else.
I now have enough knowledge to predict (some of the time!) what will cause overwhelm. I would have avoided the long journey and busy pool trip in your shoes or had a “get out plan” if I did brave it. But that is based on what I know now.
I remember once going to a theme park, pre-diagnosis. DD was SO excited. But when we got there, she couldn’t cope. She worried about her siblings on the rides, she didn’t want to go on any, she ended up with nausea and a headache and was shouting about the slightest thing. The day was ruined. It didn’t make sense at the time, but it does now.
No expectations helps (this is why a diagnosis will help you also, as it will be easier for you to stay patient).
For example, DD recently asked to come to the cinema with me and her brother and sister. She is easily scared and it isn’t the sort of thing I thought she would enjoy as was vaguely scary. But she begged not to be left out and said she would enjoy it, really wanted to see the film.
So, along she came. In a lot of situations, DD doesn’t “seem” autistic at all. But sometimes it is more obvious. This trip was one of those occasions.
She came in a animal onesie (she is 9), I let her do this, no big deal. She packed a bag with her own pillow, soft toy from home and her own drink cup. Fine.
When we got there, the DC had a choice of either popcorn or hot nuts. DD couldn’t decide. She started to panic at the desk and held the line up trying to decide then decided not to get either (with hindsight, we have discussed it before we got there).
I told her to decide in her own time and I’d go back out for them. Then we got inside and she was still worrying and a bit tearful. She eventually chose. I got them.
Film started. She had her hands over her ears. It was then scary too quickly which I could see. DD said she was fine but I suspected she wasn’t (she usually looks fine as she masks).
I told her “if you aren’t enjoying this, it’s okay to leave, I can call DH, no-one will be cross, it’s okay”. After I asked twice, she asked if I could call him. She kept apologising while we waited in foyer for him to pick her up. But, when I told her it was fine, I meant it. As I was half expecting it anyway.
When DH picked up, he didn’t ask her why she didn’t like it, we just kept it very “no big deal, you gave it a go” and off she went, and I went back in to the other DC.
She didn’t choose not to enjoy something, after asking to do it, the reality just wasn’t the way she had expected or hoped it would be. I felt for her when she went off home, clutching her bag of things, but she had done the right thing for her by being honest that she wasn’t okay.
But it’s taken a while to get to this stage, to understand that she isn’t deliberately being difficult. And the more we understand, the less stroppy she is and the less hard on herself she is.