My son Tim turns 17 this summer, and I’m terrified. 17 means just one more year until the Government says he’s an adult. And I know, if “the Government” knew my kid, they’d know he’s not ready. I know what it’s supposed to look like.
My oldest child turns 21 this year, and he’s settled in to being responsible for himself and self-reliant. He moves out in just four short weeks to spend a year in Europe, interning in his chosen profession, and I know he’ll thrive. But Tim’s not quite ready. And we had an IEP meeting last week to discuss just that fact.
Read the rest at the Children and Adolescent Bipolar Foundation website.
Neither of my older children were adults at 18. My son had enough self-awareness to know it and his path was not as difficult. My daughter lacked that self awareness and it was REALLY difficult. She is 25 now, and it is only in the last 7 or 8 months that she developed an awareness of her limitations. Both are Bipolar, my daughter is also FASD. I will keep you and Tim in my prayers.