I wished my parents know more about me, my characteristic, my interest. And wished we interacted with each other like we are friends, and explored the world together.
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I don’t think the title of your article matches the content lol. Just kidding, mainly because I had some doubts after reading the article.
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Your point of view caught my eye and was very interesting. Thanks. I have a question for you.
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The Extraordinary You
My autistic daughter has mentioned a Netflix show called “The Extraordinary Attorney Woo” a few times this year, and we finally got to watching the show today. I didn’t want to like it at first because it seemed to fall into the stereotypical savant portrayal of autistic individuals in the media. Hollywood’s infatuation with the…
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My parents only cared about my grades. I think they may have been depressed while I was growing up. Definitely, no one practiced self-help techniques or knew about them in my family.
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I am glad that I got help. Behavior therapy was like having a second teacher that goes to your house, only they don’t teach math. They teach you coping skills. Coping skills are methods used to calm yourself down in stressful situations. I learned coping skills very easily, as coping skills are just stuff like…
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