Welcome to ‘The lone autism parent’
I happen to be parenting alone. Why just isn’t important. And in many ways, in this complex and challenging life, it can be a positive thing.

No second guessing by a partner struggling with their own demons and preconceptions of what a wife or child ‘should be’. No 2nd set of grandparents, siblings and cousins to cast judgement.

I can, and do, choose my friends carefully. The supportive and loving ones who keep their negativity to themselves (mostly) and who are always pleased to see us and quick to pour the wine. These I cherish.

I have tried dating in the last couple of years. It was exhausting.

Not the dates, they were fun, but who actually has time to work, parent, manage therapies, fight the Local Authority, work in partnership with school through a crisis, plan for your child’s future, and shave your legs. Not this woman. My legs may be unkempt 99% of the time but my life is in balance with my child bang in the centre. Exactly where he belongs.

Thank you to everyone who helped pick me up when the fight was bewildering and threatened to engulf me. Thanks to each and everyone of you I can now share my experience and knowledge and hope to pass on a little hope, patience, experience, and the funny bits (of which there are many) to those entering this impossible journey alone.