"OMG SiE hAt AlLe MeInE iNsTa-StOrIeS gEsEhEn SiE wIlL wAs VoN mIr" Dude sie verbringt vermutlich sehr viel Zeit in Öffis und klickt sich durch Instastories, die nicht laden, komm runter
If an autistic person tells you “please don’t speak to me like that” it is not an invitation to argue with them as to why the way you’re speaking to them is fine.
It doesn’t matter if you feel misunderstood.
We are so often on the brink, and just begging not to be shoved off.
Hitting your kids teaches them that
• their needs don’t matter
• they’re expected to love their abusers regardless of the extent of abuse
• they need to lie in order to keep the peace
• your love for them is contingent on compliance + obedience
Essentially, you’re creating codependent people-pleasers with complex trauma who are likely to go limited- to no-contact with you as adults once they realize what they experienced wasn’t healthy or normal.
Hitting your kids is your way of avoiding actual parenting.
In 2014, a 70 year old cis man who had fathered four children went to hospital in Kashmir with an inguinal hernia. Everything about him and his life had so far been ordinary - except that the hernia turned out to be his uterus with an ovarian tube and broad ligament.
Neurotypicals be like: “I organized your kitchen for you! It works SO MUCH BETTER NOW, aren’t you grateful?!?!?”
Us, surveying the damage, knowing it will take us weeks to put shit back in a way that makes sense for us: …uh, yes. Yes, of course thank you.
Them: WELL YOU DON’T SEEM GRATEFUL!
Us: 😒😒😒😒
Wir haben gemeinsame Interessen. Klar, andere Perspektive, er ist 7, ich 25, aber trotzdem eine Sache, die wir beide mögen. Wir haben Spaß daran. Wir reden darüber. Was auch passiert, es ist eine Gemeinsamkeit.