I think I probably lie to my kids quite a bit. Fc is a minor one tbh, and any child that is going to majorly traumatised by the reality is going to struggle, imho.
I tell Sam, (who has HFA) that no, the other kids didn't mean to leave him ou- what do I say, sorry sweetie but you can seem a bit odd and have inappropriate ideas of friendships and they don't like you?
I tell him that school is importanta nd fun, what I mean is they treat you abdly and I'd like to home ed you but I can't afford to
I tell him he cn do whatever job he wants, when actually I know that whilst thats true intellectually, reality is that he'll never have the personal skills, and anyway unless his hand to eye co-ordiantion improves enough for him to write....
I tell them Mummy loves their picture and how wonderful it is, when really my heart is sinking at yet another two second scribble that DH will recycle and the kids will notice and all hell will break loose
So really FC is just the atsrt of my decpeion and I'll keep oit that way. At least its a happy lie.