So, I’ll be staying at the Knight’s inn? The pictures don’t look tooo bad. But the reviews sound terrible. Also there’s no tv and no place within walking distance to go. So boredom will be a big problem!! Has a pool but I don’t swim. Not even internet in the rooms. Nobody not even my cat to talk to. Will be ithout my special interest and special friend. No attention has been paid to my depression. by my so-called “carers.” Guess you can’t put it in a box so they don’t care. What about me as a person? What about my Autism? Do I not matter? How much more of this pain can I take? Well, should I insist on the room with the jacuzzi?
The Judge Rottenberg center is a place in Mass. where Clients” are regularly tortured, schocked, starved n an unbearable setting. Parents, often unaware of their loved one’s condition, are not permitted to visit. Judges are not informed as to the reality that they are subjecting people to. Very often victims are shocked for so much as tensing up in anticipation of being chocked. Six people have died at the center. “clients” sometimes languish there for years. Here is a quote from a girl who survived that house of horrors. “Somehow it’s ok to hurt those who are a little more different. Somehow it’s ok to hurt those who are a little less normal
Hurt them in the name of treatment,
because their cries don’t count the same
And if one can’t speak to express it, they must not hurt, so they say”
Their college papers,
license to decide my fate
“Their eyes as they watched me tense with the jolt, cold and still, studying my pain
notes on a paper, just another day
We have plans for you, and there’s no way out
Welcome to the cult of pain.” Quoted from the link.
Celebrating America’s birthday can be fun. Including those on the Autism spectrum. But imagine if everywhere you turned, people were making noises as loud as a bomb? It hurt your ears and felt like a physical assault! It was NOT fun for you! Your anxiety level felt as if a big truck was speeding towards you. You couldn’t run. Get out of the way. Similar to being in a minefield. If you tried to tell others what it felt like, they said you were silly, imagining things, crazy, or that it wasn’t “that loud.” Having your routine disrupted added to the anxiety. And also there was loud music, people shouting, dogs barking,. You might not be able to tell when the next loud noise was going to come from. Or when. How close or far away. And you were ridiculed made fun of and prevented from covering your ears to protect yourself. If you said-that is if you could speak at all-those around you didn’t believe you. If all this sensory overload led to a meltdown, you were laughed at, punished, and maybe kept from doing the only things that filtered out the assault. Perhaps accused of ruining everybody else’s “fun.” Then came fireworks displays that are as loud as a jet plane. While the blow to your system continues without let up. That is what Independence day can be like for somebody with Autism. While some of the festivities may prove to be enjoyable, please be considerate. Especially around sensory sensitive children. Adults can walk away from the noise. Children-often taken to a park or other location-can’t.
A segment from the film “Making Our Way: Autism” about the importance of autism safety. Autism training and resources for law enforcement, parents, first responders and teachers.