Blame
It's one of those days where the blame ends on me. It always starts with the failures of the school to safegaurd and protect my vulnerable children, then it moves to the SNP Government, then it widens to society at large, to liberalism, to unbelievably middle class ponsy academics, to misogyny, to photoshopping perfection, for allowing this ideology to take hold in our home. I always hoped and thought that my two autistic children would be less naive than I am. I was ripe for indoctrination. I was always searching for connection and belonging. I yearned to be part of a supportive loving environment and I absolutely hated my body. I had no emotional instincts. I knew right from wrong, raised a good Jewish girl. Hospitable, kind and welcoming. I had no boundaries or coping mechanisms. It was a manic chaotic mostly fun childhood. Very little in way of life skills, just a cute smile and a persistent attitude. I raised my children in a completely different but probably no less chaotic ...
