I truly understand both sides here. I have an autistic child and while all the love and pride in them is genuinely there and we make conscious effort to vocalize that to them regularly, life with a neurodivergent child is hard and incredibly frustrating a lot of the time. Bedtime is usually the worst, which means that by the time they go down you have reached or surpassed your limit.
One of the most frustrating things as a neurodivergent parent is that the majority of your social group will have zero understanding of what you go through on a daily basis. That means that often times the only person you can vent to is your partner.
Kids suck a lot of the time. All parents are forbidden to express their frustrations without being judged harshly. Being a parent doesn’t make you a perfect person with infinite patience and the expectation that it should needs to die.
I truly understand both sides here. I have an autistic child and while all the love and pride in them is genuinely there and we make conscious effort to vocalize that to them regularly, life with a neurodivergent child is hard and incredibly frustrating a lot of the time. Bedtime is usually the worst, which means that by the time they go down you have reached or surpassed your limit.
One of the most frustrating things as a neurodivergent parent is that the majority of your social group will have zero understanding of what you go through on a daily basis. That means that often times the only person you can vent to is your partner.
Kids suck a lot of the time. All parents are forbidden to express their frustrations without being judged harshly. Being a parent doesn’t make you a perfect person with infinite patience and the expectation that it should needs to die.