I see the weight you carry, the questions that flood your mind, the silent tears you cry at night when no one is watching. When the diagnosis came, so did a thousand fears. It’s okay to admit that some days feel heavier than others. You may wrestle with “what ifs,” mourn the dreams you had, or fear that your child’s future has slipped through your fingers. But breathe, dear one. Autism is not the end, it’s a different path with beauty and brilliance hidden in unexpected places. Your child may not speak the language of the world, but they have a voice the world needs to hear. You are not failing, you are fighting. And the fact that you care this much means you are doing better than you think. Don’t let fear cloud your vision. Let love sharpen it. You were chosen for this journey. You are not alone.
