Yes, this is my generation. It was challenging to grow up without supports, sometimes hidden away in windowless basements of schools in special Ed classrooms, other times completely spaced out or melting down in mainstream class without supports. It was challenging as an adult trying to understand why I was in hospital so much. In hospital a long time, many times. Also, given many medicines for conditions I did not have. Restraints and immobilized with straps during meltdowns. Homeless on the street for a time also happened, because being too trusting, I lived with someone who was unstable, who threw me out when I was accidentally too honest. I do not understand when things should go unsaid around certain people. Trying to live with the PTSD flashbacks from undiagnosed Sensory Processing Disorder was challenging.
Being hit by a car twice (once going to hospital), I did not know I had wandering/elopement, or how to manage it. I tried to work, but was fired from each job due to shutdowns and wandering away from tasks. One day, I wandered mindlessly in a shutdown right off a 25ft high warehouse platform. That was a life-changing accident from the wandering/elopement.
Now, I am diagnosed. I am 50. When I lose speech, I can use my AAC device. I have my own apartment, but have supports to help me like visual schedules to help me get dressed, shower, make tea. I have a wonderful support team now. They do not scold or blame me if I have behavioral challenges. They know that behavior is communication. They try to look at ways in which the situation has outstripped my neurology's ability to cope, and help me learn new strategies. Better still, when I say a situation is too much, they respect my sense of what I can and cannot tolerate. I am a person to them, not a project. I love that a lot.
I can not plan my day, plan a sandwich, or plan my life. But, I now know that I matter, my voice matters. Support staff treats me with kindness, respect, patience, and humor. I am learning to regulate my nervous system with OT sensory input such as swinging on swings, using a resistance band, bouncing and hopping, swimming, etc. I am learning to manage meltdowns, to use my AAC to communicate when I can't speak, to wear an autism ID band if in the community, and I am learning to accept the supports offered. This is a new concept for me. I feel grateful.