1. Merceda
    July 16, 2018 @ 12:44 pm

    Wow. I am so blessed. The ‘only’ separation anxiety I have to deal with is explaining why I am going to ‘take Jesus’ to ladies in the health center and explaining to my my spectrum daughter why she can’t come with me the first time because I’m learning how to do it and I’ll be home in less than two episodes of her favorite show–while she’s bawling her eyes out because I may as well be going on a 17 year trip during which time she won’t see me. Oy! And me trying to avoid bawling my own eyes out.

    Dad, you ARE doing your job, you ARE protecting him and you DO love him because you got the very best residential care for him. That is your best and it’s pretty damn good that you are strong enough to know your limits.

    Thanks, Carrie, for your writing.


  2. jonicorcoran
    July 16, 2018 @ 1:33 pm

    Beautiful and so sad….


  3. Gabriel's Angels
    July 18, 2018 @ 4:18 am

    Dear Dad. I cannot imagine what you and your family are going through with having made this incredibly tough decision. But I do know how hard severe Autism is. I wish you and your family only the very best on this new journey ahead and just remember that you are only doing the best you can.


  4. Virginia Mc
    July 20, 2018 @ 8:10 pm

    38 days gone. I’m dying inside trying so hard to Trust God’s plan and will. I see him and try to assure him of my love but he wonders why. I see it in His eyes. His violence toward his brother also autistic and me was too much. Never never in my wildest imagination could I have for seen this horrific reality. 38 days Every heartbeat agony.


  5. Glenis rollason
    August 29, 2018 @ 9:35 am

    My son has gone into supported living……hurts like hell but I know it’s the best for him to get some bit of independence …me and his dad won’t be here for ever were already in our sixties…..


  6. Laura
    June 18, 2019 @ 1:29 pm

    Thank you for writing this entry. You put into words what my heart feels. My daughter has now been in a facility for 7 weeks and I would love to say the pain is gone. It is easier, but there is still a piece missing. I don’t miss the violence, the swearing, the constant watch. I love being able to sleep in my bed vs. the floor. I love giving my other 2 children the attention the need and deserve. I miss her smile, her laugh, her brilliance, her radiance. I know we did the right thing. Like you wrote, we gave her a chance. Thank you for your gift of the written word. Through this piece I can communicate to others what my heart is going through but can’t form into words.


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