Hi everyone,
I hope somebody can give me a bit of guidance, particularly those who are autistic, who may not be fully verbal now or who weren’t fully verbal when they were younger.
My son is autistic. He is nine years old, not fully verbal, and we live in the UK. He goes to a mainstream school, and I have fought very hard for him to have the support he needs. I think, so far, he’s in a good place, and I feel we’re making progress in making sure he’s supported in the right ways.
As he’s getting older, though, his emotions seem to be becoming more complicated. One thing he has really taken to doing is pinching me, especially when he’s struggling with his emotions. I’m really quite lost.
We’ve talked about the pinching and about what else he could do instead. We’ve tried to offer him alternatives, but I’m constantly covered in bruises. I’m constantly in tears because it hurts. It physically hurts, and it hurts my feelings too.
I can’t help but love him. I love him with all my heart. I’ve really tried to be supportive, kind, and to understand his world and the way he thinks. In so many ways, I get so much from being his mum.
But sometimes it just really hurts.
I can see that when he hurts me, he regrets it. He’ll try to kiss me and say, “I’m really sorry, Mama,” and he’ll try to kiss it better.
Today, for example, there was a colour run at school. Last year we tried but didn’t manage to take part. This year we tried again. We got as far as starting the run, and then he changed his mind.
We sat down together, and I told him that was okay. After a little while, I thought I could see that he maybe wanted to try again, so I said we could have another go and then go for an ice cream afterwards.
He said he didn’t want to run. I asked him again if he wanted to do it, and he said no. So I said, “Okay, let’s go home then.” He said, “Go home.”
And that was okay. I thought, you know what, that’s fair enough. We tried. We got as far as trying. I actually felt really proud that we’d tried.
But as soon as we walked out through the school gate, he started pinching me. Really hard. So hard.
I could see that all of his emotions were coming out, but it really, really hurt. It hurt physically, and it hurt my feelings.
Driving home, I felt disappointed not because of the run, but because of what that experience felt like.
It was hard not to notice the difference. It was hard not to feel sad for the things we’ll never have, and the experiences we’ll never have. I feel terribly guilty even thinking that.
Six months ago, before he started medication, I remember him being so dysregulated. I was trying my best to support him, but I felt like he was holding me hostage. I couldn’t go anywhere. We’d sit in the car while he screamed and screamed and punched me and pinched me and if I tried to get out of the car he would tell me to stay. My partner brought us food as I thought he may have been disregulated because of hunger but lack of sleep seem to be the issue hence getting him on melatonin. He is much calmer since he’s been on it and far more able to process his emotions as well as regulating himself.
I do remember finally getting home that day after he’d calmed down and thinking to myself, “How can I do this? How can I do this for the rest of my life?”
And I feel guilty for thinking that. I always wanted to be a mum. I don’t regret being his mum. But I also find those moments incredibly hard.
So can somebody please tell me why? Why does this happen? I know his emotions are more complex and I can see him trying to not pinch me and the immediate regret in his face and I just feel so sad for him and I wish I knew how to make it better.
I’m just trying to be a supportive mum. I really swear that I do my best to put myself in his shoes.
Sometimes, though… sometimes I just don’t like him in those moments, and I feel so guilty for saying that.
I love him desperately. But he makes me so sad when he hurts me and makes me bleed or makes me covered in bruises. I feel embarrassed at work covering my bruises in meetings with colleagues I also worry about what will happen when he’s older and he hurts me he could really really hurt me and I’m scared of that so we are currently accesing additional speech and language therapy as a way to try and help him express himself without pinching, he used to bite to communicate frustration, he’d bite everyone, teachers, friends, me. That has stopped with boundaries and speech support so I am also hopeful.
Inevitably, I keep wondering whether I’ve made a mistake. Whether I’ve got him in the wrong school, or taught him the wrong things.
I do discipline him. I do talk to him. He seems to understand. So I’m lost. I’m lost, and I’m grieving and I’m trying to regulate myself in a quiet spot whilst he plays outside in the garden for a few minutes.
I am going to ask him to bake a cake with me soon and hopefully we’ll return to our regulated selves. I just wanted to ask, in case someone went through this first hand. You may be able to share your experience and hopefully I can put some of that into practice to try and make things better.