Phew.
He is 7 yrs old and has had the diagnosis for 2 years. DH and I had always thought we would sit down in a pre-planned, measured way at some stage in the future (when it 'felt right') and discuss his daiagnosis with him.
Last night I was alone with DS and he was in a foul mood all evening. Ended with him crying and saying he hates his life, he hates being him, he is stupid and bad and in a school with babies (he attends specialist ASC provision, but he is the only AS kid).
So, I told him. Didnt know I was going to do it until I did it. I just couldnt bear another minute of him blaming himself. Asked him if he had heard of AS (no) or autism (yes, but didn't know what the word meant). Told him AS describes people, like him and his best friend, who are very clever but find rules hard and working out feelings (their own and others) hard. Fuck knows if this is what I should've said. But I said it. He seemed relieved-ish, but said he didn't want to talk about it anymore and went upstairs to bed pretty sharpish afterwards.
His teacher just called to say he is having an unsettled morning, understandably (I emailed her straight after yesterday to let her know what had happened) and that they are going to give him a bit of time out today with a 1:1 and let him do his own thing. The ASC Advisory teacher has sent me a lovely email with recommended books and said we should be led by him on how to take this further.
I feel a bit sick, though. I don't feel I handled it brilliantly well, and don't know how I will handle things if he asks questions...or if he doesnt.
Any tips? it was such a short conversation and I have no idea of he really understood what I said or if I have just made things even worse....