My parents and I have never gotten along. Growing up, there was a lot of abuse around my autism. However, I didn’t learn it was abuse until I was in my mid-20s.
I went to see a new therapist who, when I would tell her stories from my childhood, would stare in shock and disbelief at my treatment.
I always thought things like being locked in my room during autistic meltdowns, being forced to mask my autism 24/7, or having my mother tell me that all the stress I put her through would cause her to lose her battle with cancer.Read more on themighty.com