Now, I know it's the nature of kids, especially teens, to rebel and everything is soooo beneath them. And, you're either in with the "in crowd" or you're a big fat zero but, this happened yesterday..
Ds, now 11 with asd (high functioning in some ways but.....very very odd socially) and additional co-morbid OCD, has expressed the desire to walk to school. It's no more than a ten min journey, along a path with only a small cul-de-sac crossing, to school. I chatted with SENCO and she suggested a gradual process. So, we agreed, he'd set off 25 paces ahead of me. I'd follow. We'd wave at the school gate and I'd watch him enter school. Safe. Great.
Yesterday was our first attempt. Ds very pleased with himself. Me? A tad nervous. We usually hold hands and he needs lots and lots of encouragement to walk anywhere. So off he goes. He has a sort of 'leaning-forward-awkward-shuffling-hands by his sides-gait' and the OCD gremlin, is forever taunting him so, he's talking to himself a bit too, repeating his "back off OCD bully" mantra. It looks strange and people stare. He hates being stared at. He thinks he's odd, weird, not like the other kids etc etc.
A little way along the path, a group of 5 or 6 12/13 yr olds are coming toward him, going in the opposite direction to get to secondary school. They clock ds and I'm way back from him so, they have no idea I'm with him. They have a giggle and smirk. They're shaking their heads and when ds has passed them, they turn in unison to have a proper good look, point, some highly exagerated mimicking of his walk and burst out laughing.
I would have said something apart from the fact that when I got to them, I was practically in tears and would have said something hugely inappropriate like "fuck off you ignorant little shits".
My son is bright. He's socially awkward. He's isolated. He has no peer group "experience" and finds it so, so hard to know how to "be". They had NO IDEA how much preparation had gone into this one small step and just how hard ds was trying to be like all the other cool 11 yr olds.
I knew this day would come.
And it was as sad and terrible as I'd imagined to be.