I hesitate to say this but some of that article rings a little bell of truth.
Fact is me and DH never go out together in the evenings. We know our DS cannot go on holidays (even if we could afford them) I cannot work full time. Grandma is the only other person who can look after DS. No, we could not consider a sibing for him because we don't want to burden them with his care.
I get hacked off explaining to my friends why I 'can't' do stuff with them because it doesn't fit in with him and his routine. They don't realise - why would they know that I cannot stay out when it gets dark?
It's not the life we planned. The only thing that keeps us going is watching football (DH) and trips to the gym (me)
So in some respects, our lives are a bit beached these days. And for the rest of our lives.
Of course we love him. And because we love him, we have to love the thing that makes him who he is. The autism. He's got a lot to give, absolutely.
But, bugger me, we have to work a whole lot harder than most parents.
When we attempted a trip to London. (Yes, with a huge amount of preparation and research) he was shouting and screaming on the train platform. When another passener complained about the noise I had to explain that he was autistic.
Another passanger looked very sympathetic and said 'you must have the patience of saints'
Yeah, yeah, we do.
But I didn't want to have it.
Clearly the hack is a fool. Absolutely.