Have posted similar before in a previous username about this, but can’t remember when.
I got my youngest dc’s official ASD diagnosis through today. My 3rd child. out of 5, who meets the criteria. I’m upset but I expected it. He’s leaps and bounds ahead of his older siblings who have similar diagnoses, but I’m still feeling apprehensive about his journey ahead. I’m telling my brain to switch off, he hasn’t hit a hurdle yet so I don’t need to worry about the what-ifs. I just feel deflated, I know that sounds so pitiful and selfish but I can’t help it. My dh and I don’t ever get a break away from home, we’ve had 1 night in 11 years. I just want my kids to grow up, move out, get a job, meet someone, be happy and live their best lives. I struggled with seeing that for 2, and now another one. My heart is broke. I’ve another one, who I think meets the criteria for a diagnosis but I’m working on the premise that it’s anxiety. I just feel so consumed by bloody autism and I’m fed up with it. There’s something every day. Any one any words of advice? Thank you.