WHEN we talk about autism, the conversation almost always centres on the beginning. We talk about early signs, toddlers, playground behaviours, and the frantic race for initial diagnoses.
Parents are urged to seek assessments, speech therapy, and specialised preschools as early as humanly possible. While those early interventions are absolutely vital, they leave us facing a quiet, terrifying cliff.
No one warns you about what happens when that autistic child grows into a teenager yet still requires the same profound level of support.
This is the reality inside my home every single day. My son is 16 years old. He has not “grown out” of his autism. Instead, he still faces severe communication and behavioural hurdles.
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