I have a beautiful, funny and affectionate daughter and have watched her grow progressively anxious and angry as she gets older and conscious of her differences. I have spent years seeking advice and a formal diagnosis. I have cajoled healthcare professionals, psychiatric experts and teachers to get her the support she so badly needs and it has always felt like an uphill battle. She is nearly ten and we are still waiting to see if we can get a statement of educational needs.
At first when we got the ASD diagnosis she was relieved to find out there was a reason for her being the way she is. But now she more often feels hopeless and dejected and too tired to try to change. At school she struggles with maths and reading comprehension and has significant problems interacting with her classmates, so she's often bullied or ends up playing on her own. She can't use money or tell the time, and is suffering great emotional strain from the social isolation of which she is increasingly aware. On the other hand she creates beautiful art ? pages and pages of it ? and writes spine-tingling stories and performs drama with such intensity and commitment that her teachers and classmates even the ones irritated by her look forward to the days when she is participating in assembly or reading the story.
She hates getting out of bed on schooldays and is very embarrassed and wounded whenever she gets something wrong, or gets told off for not trying. She has started to hit herself in the face and say how stupid she is whenever I try to correct her or help her to understand where she has gone wrong. (small example: it takes us an hour to get ready for school every day because i have to remind her five or six times to get dressed, and then at each stage remind her what to put on next, because she will have started reading or drawing again. on the way to school i have to try to encourage her to make conversation and talk to me about her day rather than let her monologue loudly about her invented characters all the way there.) Our conversations are exhausting for both of us. She tells me I don't love her every day and every day I lose my temper while explaining to her that of course I do.
We both feel like we are failing. I love her so much and can't bear to see her wilting. What can I do?