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11/05/2023

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"AutismMom behind close doors"

Its not an ordinary struggle when it comes to us as a parent,as a mother as an advocate with a special dissability child.
We first struggle for acceptance to our self the denial,the family sorrounds us and people looking to judge us..so many question,stories,discrimination.
A puzzled mind qouted with fear for the future of our kids.The daily basic life are sometimes heavy most likely when the days go by.The endless sleepless nights,mothers like us have sleep deprivation,exhaustion,or even stress and depression its all mixed up,sometimes selflove are unwanted.I as a mom especially as a single mom, happened to take a photo as me and my daughter because i want to be a voice of those ausome mother who struggle everyday and the rest of their life taking care of their child.Society to be more open ,towards their quality of education facilities,health,and other services because some of us cannot finance their needs through therapies medicine and sometimes food,the only thing for us is the never ending love patient understnding what their going through .the bare eyes nd physical aspect of our life is the that easy especially its battling inside.As i will end this I salute all mothers and formost to all autism mom/child with speacial dissability praying for their bright future ahead.

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09/05/2023

04/05/2023

Selling
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03/05/2023

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03/04/2023

A tiny Wildgrassflower from the field

02/02/2023

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29/01/2023

I will always treasure the people who know me well enough to understand that sometimes, even when my whole world is falling apart, all I need is silence to pull a little bit of it back together. That sometimes, I just need them to sit beside me and it'll be enough. No words, no jokes, no pats on the back and it'll be just as enough because I just need an anchor. That someone who will stay but not give me false hopes that will just break me again. That person who won't tell me that the battle isn't lost yet so I can finally allow myself a moment to weep, to give up on something that's clearly not meant for me.

Don't get me wrong—I love the people who stay beside me and tell me things will be alright. It's just that there will always be a special place in my heart for those few who just sit next to me, no words, no jokes, no pats on the back—just a silent promise that I can take all the time that I need because they're staying, anyway.

—Jun Mark Patilan
Artwork: Novoduce (IG)

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18/12/2022

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29/09/2022

For Ausome Parents out there❤️👩‍❤️‍👩

27/08/2022

What to say after your lose your temper with your kids. Yelling happens, but science shows that it is the repair that matters most in relationships.

24/07/2022

Only in the arms of God.

21/07/2022

I wish I had been kinder to myself even just a little bit. That I didn't beat myself up for not shining as bright as others do, because maybe the broken dreams wouldn't have haunted me at 2 AMs. Maybe if I just learned to be softer and let go of the things that couldn't be, my hands won't hurt as much from holding on to the things I know I deserve.

I really wish I knew better. That I just learned to appreciate my rough edges instead of endlessly admiring others' glimmer. I wish I didn't spend my nights begging to the stars, maybe I wouldn't spend a lifetime sitting in the rain, asking a thousand questions.

I wish I loved me a little bit more.

—Jun Mark Patilan
Artwork: wifi313

21/07/2022

While everyone else is busy trying to be a billionaire, I'm here silently praying for my little dreams. I pray that one day, despite all the holes in my chest and the blisters on my feet, I'll find a place to rest where I can find peace without even looking for it. I hope to find a spot where all of my fears disappear and I'll feel safe just talking to the moon about the things that I learned in life. A place where I could dream again.

You see, I don't have a lot of wishes in life. But I do wish that after all these battles, when all is said and done, I get to accept what the stars wrote for me and still look at life with a smile on my face and an open heart.

—Jun Mark Patilan
Artwork: SreejithPA (IG)

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14/07/2022

A great reminder that His ways are not necessarily our ways nor is His timing always in sync with ours. But, He is ALWAYS working for our good.

03/07/2022

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11/06/2022

“Women supporting women.”

“Circle.”

“Tribe.”

“Table.”

“Squad.”

I see these words come through my phone and news feed all the time.

I’ve used them myself a lot in the past couple years.

But what do they actually mean?

I am truly serious when I ask this.

Because those words don’t really seem to hold much weight anymore to me, if I’m being honest.

Not because I wouldn’t like to believe in them.

I just rarely do anymore.

Women love to toss those words around like confetti. If you go on social media, you will see posts about fast friendships and overtures about how they have found their people.

We are humans. We have this need to belong, to be part of something. To even be liked. To find common ground.

We hope to feel understood and wanted. We hold on to high hopes that we have found someone to share our secrets....that they will be safe. We are relieved if we think we have found others to confide our worries, struggles and hard with until four am and laugh over a glass of wine.

Sometimes we get invited. Other times, we show up, take a leap of faith, introduce ourselves and test the waters.

But do these GROUPS of SUPPORTIVE women actually exist in reality?

I’m talking about multiple women who truly believe in the phrase “we rise by lifting others.”

“We have each other’s back.”

When someone says that, what do you think about? What does that entail?

A Loyalty? Honesty? Trust?

When they throw around the words like “friend”, “sis”, “sister”, “bestie”, “I love you” and “I appreciate you”, “clapping for you” etc. do they actually hold any weight or meaning?

If you join a “table” and they say, “you can sit with us”, what are you being invited to exactly?

How fast and easy do you let your guard down?

How quickly do you think you fit in or belong?

How do you really know what’s real and what’s not?

How well do you know them? How much time has to pass before their true colors show?

Before they SHOW you who they really are?

And will you belive it the first time? Or it will a take a second time or more?

I write this because I can’t pretend anymore or keep what has happened a secret anymore.

Holding this all in has been awful for my mental health.

Pretending has just led me down a dark, deep rabbit hole I have not been able to climb out of.

The hurt and feelings of loss, anger and betrayal that I have endured in the past two years by multiple women doesn’t seem to wane for me.

Women I thought were my friends.

Genuinely.

Women I thought were other people’s friends.

Women that I thought were supporting other women.

And me.

I was supporting them.

The tears haven’t stopped falling. The pains in my head and chest have yet to cease.

Not even a little.

And because of it I’m just so lost.

And I’m so tired of feeling like this.

It’s a tired that sleep can’t fix.

It’s a pain that time hasn’t been able to heal.

Perhaps this is you too.

Maybe this resonates with you. Maybe you’ve been burned by these types of “supportive” groups and the ache still lingers.

Maybe you’ve lost trust in most women and struggle to build new friendships because the old ones left wounds too deep and you just can’t seem to find the courage to try again.

Maybe you think it’s you. And you’re better off alone because the next ones won’t like you either.

And it’s ok to not be liked. Not everyone gets along or is each other’s cup of tea.

It’s about thinking you have support when you really don’t. It’s about finding out the truth about people.

If you claim to be a person who supports other women then let me remind you of the things that don’t back that statement up...

Gossiping and saying things about someone you wouldn’t say to their face.

Taking their hard, their most awful moments in life and making fun of them or judging them.

Having multiple secret group meetups, texts and messages not including a person/people so you can talk about them in horrible ways.

Creating memes to make fun of someone.

Pretending to be someone’s friend and using them purely for financial gain, status and social climbing.

Treating everything like a competition and not supporting another woman’s success.

It’s not a table I ever want to sit at..whether they are doing those things to me or someone else.

I won’t sit with the mean girls. I’ll walk away.

I won’t turn a blind eye, condone it or be a bystander to it.

It’s not a group of women I want to support, ever.

In fact, it’s the opposite of everything I believe supporting women and lifting up others means.

Real support is looking out for one another, empowering each other and helping each other see their self-worth.

That is what real friends do.

Written by Sheryl St. Aubin Three Little Birds-Raising Kids On The Autism Spectrum

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08/06/2022

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02/06/2022

Wise words...

29/05/2022

Sending love wherever it’s needed ❤️❤️❤️

28/05/2022

On Motivating...

24/05/2022

Well it's true mommies. Our country should grant mothers to revert/remove the surname of useless surname of the fathers and use the mothers surname instead. This only bring frustration to the mother but also to the child.

Child would think why on hell he/she need to use surname of the father when he not around and busy with his own selfish endeavors.

22/05/2022

You can always choose to say “No”, and it’s not rude.

20/05/2022

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