Can't really explain it. I just don't want to talk to anyone right now. I'm up shit creek, too as I'm going to pick up my husband from the airport in about 10 minutes.
I just watched a documentary about an adult with Asperger's Syndrome and it took a lot out of me. I've never really thought about what my son's life will be like in the future. I've only ever thought of how he's doing right now. How he compares to other kids in kindergarden, how he copes with his surroundings. Watching what could be a movie about my son just tore me up.
I cried a lot. Mostly at what other people did or said to this guy. They were so mean. They had no compassion and no sense of what this guy deals with just to function in the average people's world. Not that I've personally gone through it, I just went into mama bear mode. I wanted to reach through the TV, spew every mother fucking swear word I know and kick them all in the nuts. How dare they. They couldn't put their insecurities aside and show a little compassion?
What am I going to do? The future isn't even here yet and I'm a mess about it. He's my son. My baby. My love. And fuck you assholes if you think I'm going to let you mess with him.
Fuck you.
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