GOD bless you and your husband. It is so heartrending to hear that you accept your son for who he is. I'm glad that you understand his need for stimming. I have my stim toys. When I learned about stimming, I realized that I had been making my own stim toys since I was 6. Some of the things I made are just like stim toys that are on the market today. We do spend a lot of time in our heads. Stimming helps focus and shunts away the frustration of knowing that what we are thinking about can never be shared. Sensory overload can cause incredible stress and stimming really helps with that. It's so weird.
For a whole bunch of reasons, I don't think that vaccines are the cause of autism. It's just a coincidence that the symptoms show up at around the same age as vaccinations. If vaccines were a cause, that would indicate brain damage. That would preclude any beneficial differences. On the other hand, if autism is a naturally occurring difference in neural wiring, some of it's expression can be beneficial. In my case I can do things with my eyesight that you can not imagine. For one thing, I have absolutely perfect color vision. I ace even the most advanced color tests and I'm male! I can freeze frame very fast moving objects. And that's just the beginning. I think I'm autistic because that is how He made me. Remember that in Heaven those that are last will be first. I truly believe that your son is a blessing.
I'm 61. I probably was identified as autistic when I was tested as a freshman in high school, but my mom most likely rejected the diagnosis. She thought of me as her little genius so I couldn't possibly be a special needs kid. I didn't find out until I started to research things to help me help my foster son (who us also autistic). That was when I was 42. Last November, I got myself evaluated to confirm what I already knew.
It's funny about what you say about "super soldiers". In high school, when I started to understand that my deficiencies actually hide a whole host of amazing capabilities, I realized I could be quite dangerous. I started to think of myself as a self controlled monster filled with love and not hate. One of the names I write under, in full, is Kami no Bakemonokoyote. That's Japanese. It is roughly translated as GOD's Werecoyote, though you need to look up the meaning of bakemono to get the full impact.
I believe that GOD has made me as a weapon against the Darkness. Btw, all of my friends are Autistic. They all love GOD.
Wow. Thank you for sharing that. What a wonderful message to wake up to. I’ll share this with hubby, he’ll love it. God bless and thank you for standing strong for so many who feel they can’t. Hugz
GOD bless you and your husband. It is so heartrending to hear that you accept your son for who he is. I'm glad that you understand his need for stimming. I have my stim toys. When I learned about stimming, I realized that I had been making my own stim toys since I was 6. Some of the things I made are just like stim toys that are on the market today. We do spend a lot of time in our heads. Stimming helps focus and shunts away the frustration of knowing that what we are thinking about can never be shared. Sensory overload can cause incredible stress and stimming really helps with that. It's so weird.
For a whole bunch of reasons, I don't think that vaccines are the cause of autism. It's just a coincidence that the symptoms show up at around the same age as vaccinations. If vaccines were a cause, that would indicate brain damage. That would preclude any beneficial differences. On the other hand, if autism is a naturally occurring difference in neural wiring, some of it's expression can be beneficial. In my case I can do things with my eyesight that you can not imagine. For one thing, I have absolutely perfect color vision. I ace even the most advanced color tests and I'm male! I can freeze frame very fast moving objects. And that's just the beginning. I think I'm autistic because that is how He made me. Remember that in Heaven those that are last will be first. I truly believe that your son is a blessing.
I'm 61. I probably was identified as autistic when I was tested as a freshman in high school, but my mom most likely rejected the diagnosis. She thought of me as her little genius so I couldn't possibly be a special needs kid. I didn't find out until I started to research things to help me help my foster son (who us also autistic). That was when I was 42. Last November, I got myself evaluated to confirm what I already knew.
It's funny about what you say about "super soldiers". In high school, when I started to understand that my deficiencies actually hide a whole host of amazing capabilities, I realized I could be quite dangerous. I started to think of myself as a self controlled monster filled with love and not hate. One of the names I write under, in full, is Kami no Bakemonokoyote. That's Japanese. It is roughly translated as GOD's Werecoyote, though you need to look up the meaning of bakemono to get the full impact.
I believe that GOD has made me as a weapon against the Darkness. Btw, all of my friends are Autistic. They all love GOD.
Wow. Thank you for sharing that. What a wonderful message to wake up to. I’ll share this with hubby, he’ll love it. God bless and thank you for standing strong for so many who feel they can’t. Hugz