Educate instead of criticizing

Within the needs of every person, of every human being who is within the Autistic spectrum, we see the imperative need to talk about mothers, who are we? What do we do? Where are we going?

I follow a series on Netflix “Atipycal” telling the story of a typical (or at least most) family with a member on the Autism Spectrum.

In this one I have seen the mother of this family, a woman who has faced an Autism against the world, a woman activist, a group manager, one of those who are in the place where so many of us are, in wanting to make an “ideal world” for our children, where there is no mockery, where they understand that noises, lights, crowds of people are annoyances for this little person in our care.

We live trying to get people around us to understand us, to understand us, and on top of that to apologize to us for having an autistic child.

But in all that right that we have created for ourselves, and to which we think we deserve, we often do not do things as we should, we demand respect and consideration for our children, but we trample on the rights and freedom of others in classifications, names, terminology, which in the end are not helpful when someone needs to pour out their heart or their pain in front of someone else..

It is true that we are women who in some way are supermoms (that's how they see us and tell us) but what mother does not make sacrifices for her children, what mother does not leave her life aside many times to establish the needs of the family before her own.

But that does not give us the right under any circumstances to exercise justice by our own hand when judging or punishing someone for having misused a terminology when referring to our children, or calling this condition a disease, there are times to educate, to make awareness campaigns, but there are also times to just let things flow.

Just as we were at some point unaware of this topic, and we learned why Autism knocked on our doors, sometimes it is good to put ourselves in the place of those people who have nothing to do with what ails us.

We ask for empathy but sometimes we give little empathy to those who unwittingly comment something about our children, we do not live in a society full of consideration and understanding with those who in one way or another are somewhat different.

We are fortunate to be able to understand what is happening to our children, creating ways to help them and make the world a better place for them, but without believing we have the right to run over others.