Growing into Adulthood
I know I usually try to keep things parenting based in most forms. Today, I’m not because it happens to be my birthday. I’m now 27 yrs old which is no big deal, but I was being introspective.
How is it that we have grown into adults, happy overall, healthy overall? We have heard time and time again that the outlook for people with ASDs to have meaningful relationships. That we will forever struggle to meet societal acceptance. Yet here we are, for the most part, living productive lives. I doubt any of us are hermits in our parents basement. (Though, my family does cohabit with my mother.)
I think it’s a mixture of many things. We were really forced to sink or swim. It’s a Darwinism in the simplest form. I think at one point we had the guidance to realize we needed to swim, that we needed to survive. I have to thank my mother and a great childhood friend. Between my mom instilling that I could do anything, and the guidance of that friend, I pushed myself beyond my limits. I grew in ways most would never imagine.
So in celebration of my birthday, I’d like you all to take a few minutes and think of how you were helped to swim, so to speak. It doesn’t have to be people, it could easily be something inside yourself alone.