“How is he?” my mother in law asked worriedly as she hugged me tight.
“Not good, I don’t know how to reach him, he is here, but so far away”, I explained through the tears running down my face.
My precious son had been struggling for weeks emotionally and physically. From my own personal experience with depression and suicidal thoughts, I knew the depths he was in, while fighting to keep his head above water.
On the spectrum himself, my little boy’s struggle was not uncommon. Autism and suicide, unfortunately, can go together often. My concern for him was great.
