How autism destroyed my marriage and why I’m not mad….

I”m sure you hear it all the time.  Autism has a bad rap with families and marriages.  Pulling them apart.  The stress, the constant worrying, the lack of time with your spouse and other children.  The focus becomes your affected child and there is no time for you and forget about your partner. 

I thought my marriage was strong.  It wasn’t strong enough.  My spouse and I did what many parents with special needs or otherwise children do: give everything they have.   Every spare waking moment directed at the children.   We were tired and weary.  Timothy (my ASD child) had a very long and aggressive period that we couldn’t seem to come back from. 

I cried and I cried often.  Timothy focused a lot of his aggression on me for some reason and it beat me down, really far down into a deep pit of despair.   I couldn’t take him anywhere without a second adult.  He destroyed our home; his anger apparent on our living room walls.  My partner couldn’t understand why I cried.  It hurt.  Even though I tried not to let it feel “personal” it was.   I didn’t feel supported from my partner~ although looking back maybe he was supporting me in his own way. 

That seemed to be the beginning of the end.  We drifted apart slowly not even noticing at first.  As usual, the children were priority but I”m here to tell you that’s wrong. 

Who was there before your children?  Your partner. 

Who is your backbone?  Your partner. 

Who will be there when your children grow up and leave the nest?  Your partner.

Let’s be honest.  There is no handbook on parenting or managing a marriage and special needs.  You sort of have to fumble through it, messy as it can be and figure it out on your own.

If I can give you anything from this to take away, I want to encourage you reading, to make time for your partner. You; Moms and Dads of the specials; are as important or more so than your kid.  I’m serious!  Make time for each other.  Love each other.  Often.  Even if its only a few minutes a day or a monthly date night.  Learn from my mistakes.  You’ll be glad you did.

As for me I have learned so much these past few months on this rollercoaster called love and marriage and special needs, all blended into one………I call it:  “One day at a time.”




tHe BoOk Of TiMoThY

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