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WHAT I WANT PARENTS OF ‘NORMAL’ KIDS TO KNOW
By Jami Ingledue
If you saw my kid on the street, if you talked with her, you would think she is perfectly normal. Charming and witty in fact. What you don’t know is that she has spent her young life struggling with disabilities and illnesses that you can’t see.
Many children who suffer from Depression, Generalized Anxiety Disorder (which is not the same as teen angst), ADHD, Executive Function Impairment, ODD, dyslexia, sensory issues, and on the Autism spectrum can “pass” for normal, their symptoms attributed to bad behavior or (everyone’s favorite) bad parenting.
But it’s not that simple. Here are some things parents of “neuro-divergent” kids, with often invisible conditions, want you to know.
1. The problem is NOT that we or our children just aren’t trying hard enough. The truth is they are struggling against overwhelming difficulties, and it’s exhausting. So many of them are exhausted from trying so hard to hold it together at school every day. Many are good at compensating and work very hard at being “normal.” But when they get home from school, it all goes to hell. And they fall apart spectacularly.
2. We’ve tried everything. Please don’t tell us we should “just try this” or that our child “should be doing that.” Don’t you think we’ve thought of that? Don’t you think we’ve tried every solution under the sun? Don’t you think we worry every minute of every day that our child is not where they need to be, and wonder how in the hell they will make it in this world? We have. We’ve considered every fix imaginable. We are never, ever without worry and for many of us it could continue for their whole lives.
Also, we are so often not believed or trusted. We spend so much time getting second-guessed; by teachers, doctors, school administrators, mother-in-laws. We have to fight for every single accommodation, every doctor referral, insurance coverage, everything.
3. We’ve agonized about the decision to medicate. I promise you, no parent just casually makes the decision to put their kids on medication, especially stimulants that are controlled substances. We don’t do this so we have an “easy fix.” As if going to the pharmacy every month, shelling out the money, and getting your kid to swallow a pill every day is easy. We’ve talked with doctors and teachers, we’ve had them tested, we’ve filled out a million forms, we’ve lost sleep at night wondering if we’ve made the right decision.
4. Natural consequences do not work like they do for “normal” kids. A kid in the autistic spectrum will NOT necessarily eat if he gets hungry enough. A child with anxiety will NOT necessarily learn from her mistake of forgetting her homework. Instead, she will most likely give in to all of her anxieties and insecurities and just give up completely, berating herself the entire time for being such a failure.
It might look like we’re coddling our kids. It might look like we’re indulgent helicopter parents. But it is just not that simple. We can’t always just let our kids have free play and learn to resolve their own conflicts, because they don’t react and learn like “normal” kids do.
5. A top-down, authoritative approach does not work for these kids. Attempts at this kind of parenting will likely lead to increased anxiety or a complete shutdown or a spectacular meltdown. Boundaries and limitations are extremely important, but expecting them to change their behavior just because we put them in time-out or ground them is completely misunderstanding the problem.
6. There are hours upon hours upon hours of unseen coaching going on behind the scenes that you don’t see. So much work goes into trying to train their brains to be able to handle their condition and get on in the world. In our case it was hours of cognitive behavioral therapy to learn to deal with anxiety and not shut down. Hours of talking her through anxiety attacks and depressive episodes.
7. If we are late or miss an event, it’s not because we are unorganized or we don’t respect you. It’s probably because there was a screaming fit or an anxiety attack and we couldn’t get our kid to leave their room or take a shower or put their shoes on. And I am 30 minutes late because it took that long to talk my kid through a panic attack, and then I had to take five minutes to cry in the car and pull myself together, because the weight of it overcomes me sometimes. And we can’t always attend events in the first place because it’s just so HARD, and we’re already so tired. We’re not ignoring you.
8. It’s never ending. We can’t just hire any babysitter, drop our kids off at camp, sign them up for group sports, let them have the freedom of a normal teenager. Every decision is fraught in some way. It’s relentless, and we’re always just waiting for it all to fall apart again.
9. We feel alone. It’s hard to talk to other parents honestly about our kids and their achievements. Your kid made the honor roll? Great. Mine didn’t kill herself. Yay! Not exactly good for conversation.
10. Our kids are often excluded and have trouble making and keeping friends. And it breaks our hearts. Over and over again.
So please, when the judgmental voice in your head (I have it too) starts telling you that parents these days can’t handle their kids—pause. Let there be a kinder voice that reminds you that we can’t know what is going on in other people’s lives, and we are all doing the best we can. We are carrying a heavy weight, and we need help with the lifting, not the additional burden of judgment.
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Oh. My. God. THANK YOU for every single word. Yes, it’s my life. Yes, it’s my daily struggle. Thank you for sharing!
Perfect cop out article. Sounds like someone has a guilty conscience over drugging their children, because you know doctors and teachers obviously know what’s best for YOUR children. Makes me sick!!!!
I have no guilt at all. In fact I am beyond thankful for mediation, as it saved my daughter’s life and allows her to be successful in college. But thank you for illustrating my point.
Your ability to reply so graciously to that obnoxious comment is amazing. And thank you for this post.
I can appreciate this article whether my child uses medicine or not. It’s about an ounce of compassion and dose of reality.
Susin
….WOW. Completely missed the point of the piece. Gg, Mysti, gg.
Try and re-read this without bigoted specs on. I’d rather you be a troll than a real person. Read up educate yourself. You must have some interest if you have bothered to read AND comment. Thankfully there’s plenty of us who can care for children with (hidden) disabilities. If the day arrives for you personally and the ‘professionals’ don’t support or believe you on an issue (health, legal…) I trust you’ll follow your own advice and let them walk all over you.
Sorry I wasn’t clear in saying I was replying to Mysti!
I tend to write positive comments to the author but on this occasion was compelled to reply. I don’t mind if you don’t print it, I much prefer your clever response of positivity..!
Thanks for writing your post. Much needed in.these sad times.
Wow. That’s exactly the kind of response from others that she wrote about. That response is not helpful or necessary – it’s just judgmental. I won’t apologize for giving my daughter medication – without it, she would’ve killed herself by now. So just thank God you’re not dealing with this, and move on.
You are clueless
Thank you for this article. I, too, worked as a librarian for 17 years before quittng when my son was born (he’s 5 now). He’s just received his first diagnosis and I’m hoping it will help people be more understanding – but he shouldn’t need a formal label to receive empathy.
Thank you
I love this article – hits the nail on the head. I am not alone! thank you 🙂
Thank you! I read this aloud to my husband. We try so very hard to help our kids be everything they can be. Without her medication and counseling my older daughter wouldn’t have graduated with honors from college. Fighting for interventions for my son’s dyslexia and his twin sister’s crippling perfectionism and anxiety has made for sleepless nights, continued worry, and some pretty epic crying jags (mine, not theirs!). But these kids are rising to the occasion with more maturity and serenity than I ever thought possible. They take on the challenge each and every day and it is my job to make sure they have the tools to do so whether that is therapy, medication when appropriate or long talks about how to face the onslaught. Not for the faint of heart this parenting journey. Thank you for the reminder that I am not alone.
OMFG PERFECT. Can I also maybe request….a LOT of this doesn’t just apply to children with these issues and their parents, it applies to adults with these issues and how they interact with friends, family, and the world at large….I think it’d be REALLY awesome if you added in an author’s note or something just briefly expressing that sentiment? I get if you don’t want to, since the piece is focused on and meant for parents, but…as someone with these issues, an adult, I find myself experiencing the emotions both the children described in your article would, as well as all the emotional crap the parents would go through as well.
Either way, thank you so much for putting this out there :’)
Oh my gosh, it’s like you’ve been living my life! My daughter struggles with anxiety and sensory processing disorder. Before we realized what was going on, she did give into her anxiety and just quit. Her teachers didn’t understand because ordinarily, she was really good at compensating and acting ‘normal’ and was obviously gifted and very smart. We got her tutors, and I became her ‘research assistant’. That got us through middle school and halfway through high school but she still struggled with her anxiety, and she vehemently refused medication. We tried going the natural route but she would stop taking the supplements when she was not anxious. Finally, in the summer before her Senior year, she agreed to try Zoloft. She absolutely shined in her Senior year! When she started college this past Fall, we needed to adjust the dose upward and recently we added a low dose of propranolol to help with the breakthrough anxiety of doing her first college-level research paper, instead of jumping to something like Buspar right from the start. So far, the propranolol seems to be doing the trick. Thanks to the Zoloft, she’s finally reached a major teenage milestone of driving. She still has her learners permit but she’s ready to take that behind the wheel test and get her license and go car shopping!! She still is fearful of her future and lacks the confidence in herself that most teens have even though she is a very, very smart young woman with an incredible talent for math, science, writing, drawing, painting and acting. She has conquered so much but still is only at the bottom of the mountain she must climb. But that mountain is no longer Mount Everest, it has become a hill. A rather high hill, but still it is just a hill.
Thank you for writing this!
I can really feel the heart in your writing. Can I add something from the other side? Sometimes people looking at you, people you catch making judgy glances are really sending you love, compassion, and strength, but totally don’t know what to do to help. Please look for us, too, because we are here.
Tami~ thank you. As a person, we all need compassion and loving nod and “hang in there” really helps.
Jami, well said!!!!!!! Hope you all are doing great!
And finally, if you are not raising child such as these, you have no idea how much “easier” your parenting job is. This is a well told story.
Blows my mind how in the midst of this while we are still fighting for confirmation of a diagnosis and I cannot stress enough how this mirrors our reality.
As to the nay sayers bite me.. it is a draining, gut wrenching, emotionally torturous and exhaustive path we are all on. It is not our “Choice” to look at medication, in our cases its a necessity! Not simply for us but without a doubt its for our child! The one we fear for, love, cherish, and tear ourselves apart for!
All in a bid to help them find some middle ground or normality in the midst of their neurologically and chemically confused, stressed out, adgetated, trauma filled, attachment battered world.
Educate yourself, not just a Dr Google symptoms list! Really educate yourself read but done comment, understand that noone walks the same path as you and some of us have made a choice for one life and been tragically blessed with another.
On a personal note: thank you to the Author for writing this and for the reminder we are not alone.