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RE: Diagnosis as a Path to Self-Acceptance
My son was diagnosed at 7 and it was a cascade of aha moments for me from then on. I am now a better caretaker to him because I understand his thought processes in a way others simply can't relate to. I'm so grateful for knowing this about myself because it means he's not alone on his journey. It also means I can tell the difference between overwhelmed and lazy. He's 12 now, so that one's important!
Knowledge is power! That is one of life's truisms. Knowledge is always a good thing.