Autism Uncensored is a pretty ironic name when you consider what I’m likely to say about this heap. Though I’d like to take a moment to shout out to whatever drunken baboon formatted this thing. It looks like ass on my kindle. #HellMother
Also I want to make it clear that this ENTIRE THREAD carries with it a trigger warning, big time. Feel free to blacklist the hashtag #HellMother if you don’t want this coming across your TL. With that said, let’s get started.
Even if I hadn’t read #HellMother ‘s article, the fact that this opens with a flashback and a pretentious quote about wisdom attributed to Confucius would be enough to make me worry.
We open with poor Zack stuck on a plane in mid-flight, utterly terrified and desperate to escape. Rather than taking time to comfort their son, #HellMother and her husband (henceforth known as Keith) are taking potshots at each other.
Keith doesn’t want to do this again. Honestly I don’t think he wanted to do it at all, but #HellMother insisted. She NEEDS this.
I bring this up because of how it well it illustrates what kind of person #HellMother is, as her response to her husband is: “No, of course we won’t do this again! We’ll just keep him locked away at home his whole life and never go anywhere!”
It’s passive-aggressive and manipulative behavior. She’s trying to guilt trip her husband, who by his own words recognizes that this is “all about you, your need to make him do this.” In his wisdom Keith calls it selfish and wrong, and I can only agree.
Look, #HellMother, it’s not your autistic son that’s hurting your marriage. It’s your self, abusive behavior.
FORTY HOURS OF BEHAVIORAL THERAPY A WEEK FOR OVER THREE YEARS!? My husband doesn’t even WORK forty hours a week. Christ on a bike, no wonder this poor kid is terrified of everything. He doesn’t get to have a life. #HellMother
She is physically wrestling her child to the floor and restraining him, and then calls the non-response from other passengers compassionate. There is nothing compassionate about ignoring child abuse! #HellMother
Autism Uncensored: Pulling Back the Curtain
“And when in the grips of a public tantrum, amidst the horror and humiliation of him shrieking and splayed out on the floor while strangers recoiled in shock, my mind lurched towards an inescapable truth–that I want out from this nightmare. I want out from this child.”
So begins the turbulent ride of one parent’s decision, crafted in despair and desperation, to abandon traditional interventions for her autistic son in favor of a “hands on” approach of repeatedly exposing her son to real-world settings. Autism Uncensored is an unrestricted portal into the mind of someone who had no intention of sacrificing her career or life for Autism, unaware of the many ways it would irreversibly redefine both. As she clarifies at the outset, “this is not the story of a miraculous breakthrough or recovery,” Zack is still very much autistic and always will be. It is instead the true, real-time account of her decision to allow Zack to indulge in the very behaviors that formal therapies sought to extinguish, to disclose Zack’s diagnosis in public settings, and to repeatedly expose him to real-world situations and override his tantrums regardless of public ridicule or scorn.
Autism Uncensored goes where no other book dares–revealing the private disgrace and self-blame about having a “defective” child; the near disintegration of marriage; the failure of the traditional behavioral interventions; and the mercenary way in which service providers prey on parents’ desperation for a cure. It is a personal manifesto about how a socially integrated life is attainable regardless of whether a child overcomes the major limitations of Autism, sparking a new conversation which goes beyond simply accepting persons with Autism for who they are, but considers pushing them beyond their comfort zones to learn who they are capable of becoming. An unstoppable ride with jolting twists and turns, Autism Uncensored will leave you exhilarated, informed and still gasping for air.
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