
And why there is no polite way to refuse it. Do you ever get that sticky feeling when somebody is being nice to your kid…
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You’ve Googled “resources for autism parents” and found seventeen things for your kid and nothing that actually talks to you.
You’re exhausted in a way that isn’t about sleep. The grief doesn’t get a name. The identity loss doesn’t get a casserole.
You’re done with toxic positivity and “at least they have you.” You want something honest that meets you where you actually are.
I’m a mom of three — two of my kids are severely autistic. Every workbook and journal in this shop was written by me, from the inside of that experience. Not assembled from templates or borrowed from someone else’s story.
There are resources for helping disabled children and almost nothing for the people caring for them. I write about the grief that doesn’t get acknowledged, the identity loss, the particular exhaustion of a life that doesn’t leave much room for you.
No toxic positivity. No shoving gratitude down your throat. I can’t help your child — but I want to help you.
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The science of what caregiving does to your brain. Eight chapters. Research-backed. No disclaimer required before you’re allowed to feel bad.
Six weeks of daily prompts for the person who has been running on empty long enough to stop noticing. Grounding practices that fit inside a caregiving life.
No inspiration porn. No silver linings required. A Facebook community for the parents doing this without the casserole.
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And why there is no polite way to refuse it. Do you ever get that sticky feeling when somebody is being nice to your kid…
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Stage Four, and why it does not arrive as relief. Nobody announces a season change. There is no last day of the worst pa…
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This one is a bit personal and might not resonate with everyone… Three things get written about as though they happen to…
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