Wednesday, November 6, 2019


So we received some good news this week in that my son has officially been placed on the waiting list for urgent placement at a youth care/ therapy facility this although still heart-breaking for me as a mother is at least a step in the right direction for getting the help we so desperately need, these past few weeks have been incredibly stressful and health wise we have all gone down one after another which has been well rather less than fun but we seem to be on the better end of it and we can now only hope that a place becomes available soon.

Something that has been playing on my mind lately is how we as a family as well as those around us struggle to treat or approach a child like our son.

What I mean by that is that my son we have established hit puberty at a very young age around the age of 8/9 so he has pretty much developed physically to the age of a 15 year old and looks older than what he is, this combined with his IQ and his obsessive need to eves drop or include himself into adult conversation means that most people; us included tend to treat him like a 16 year old forgetting in the end that he is in actual fact only 12 and still very much a child.

It’s not that we aren’t aware of course we are and there are very definite moments where you can see his immature/naïve nature pulling through but for the most part it is incredibly difficult to face a child who carries themselves as an older child without forgetting exactly who you are dealing with, this makes discipline and even standard conversation incredibly hard.

Often if we are in a situation with new people who do not actually know who our son is or how old he actually is I find the adults talking to him as if he is a young adult or even an adult and these people are incredibly surprised when I tell them his actual age, it is incredibly difficult when you have a child who is making adult decisions/ choices, who sees themselves as older/ better/wiser (many do but this is a whole other level), who has the intellect to carry an adult conversation although his grandiose beliefs within his own intellect often show that whilst he may have the intellect he doesn’t always use it, I digress but it is incredibly difficult as a parent to know what is right, I mean you don’t want to treat him like a child because of his issues and what he isn’t and is aware of but at the same time he is still a child and even though his hormones and body have developed there are of course certain parts of the brain that do not develop until a certain stage of adolescence or early adult hood which means that even though he walks likes like a duck, talks like a duck and believes he is a duck he isn’t in fact a duck – not yet anyway.

Unfortunately we are in a situation where my son is around adults all day every day and very few children, in fact the only children he really spends time with are his brothers this of course is a result of his behavior and choices but it doesn’t make it any easier.

I am really hoping that this placement will come through soon and that by placing him into a facility where he not only has access to therapy and care within a space and environment that understands him but where he also has the chance to once again socialise in an age appropriate environment will open the doors we need to heal not only for my son but for our family as a whole, I’m not going to lie our family is broken and I cannot remember the last time we just had peace or where our lives were just not utterly consumed by mania, I am literally holding on to that promise of help, the light at the end of what has been an incredibly dark tunnel.