Description: Last night, my seven year old, Julia, and I were listening to my 19 year old's baby music box. (My 19 year old, Nicole, has been in the hospital for a couple of months for psych evals. We miss her terribly.) After we listened, I watched as Julia stood in front of the mirror, and spoke of "not liking herself," and other negative thoughts while she held back her tears.
Julia has been seeing a therapist for about a year now...Nicole has a chemical imbalance and some characteristics of autism and asburger's syndrome. Forever, she was Julia's world...her "big toy." You can imagine that Julia believed that the way things were, were "normal."
I am a firm believer that if you've got something on your mind, find someone that can really help you, and tell. Because, if you don't...you'll give life to it...and it will grow, and become bigger than you. The sooner you tell, the sooner it will be put to rest.
You can see from Julia's write" that the chemicals in a brain are very sensitive, and can change a mood at the drop of a pin. It won't be until she's about 25 years old before these chemicals are finally balanced. I'd hate for her to damage them by adding external chemicals...
Parents, and those whose brains are still "developing," must be mindful...
Old Music Box -------------------------------------------
When I close my eyes
(but no blinking!),
it makes me feel better
because I can hide.
while I'm thinking
about missing her.
It was making me feel
like I was the music box,
and some shoes
on my head...
banging and banging.
It's very hard
to get it out of my head.
Then you made me laugh.
And I was happy again,
until you reminded me...
about the sad things
...and the box
...and the shoes.
I'm 17 and most time I can barely find the words to properly express myself sometime. Your daughter is only 7 and as written a wonderful that, despite my age I don't think I could do any better. This was just wonderful and could really feel emotions from this write and that was just grand.
I am adding this to my fav's list. I hope all works out with your family and such. God bless and tell your daughter that she should keep on writing she as quite the talent.
my first impression was Em Dickenson good. i'm not real religious, but i know it helps some people through tough stuff. keep faith in God that everything will work out even if it feels like it hasn't or won't. in the end He'll see you through. hope everything works out.
Oh my gosh, this is amazing. You say she's seven years old? This work is really good for my age, let alone seven. I am terribly sorry about your daughters, and I hope Nicole is going to be Ok, as also Julia, but from what I can tell, she has an amazing mind, because this poem was amazingly written, and one of the best things that I have read today. So sad. Blessed be to your family. Peace, love, euphoria, Aya
What a powerful write from someone just 7 yrs old... that's a lot to handle, you know? Wow. I would never guess a kid that age could express so clearly their pain. Jeez... I'm sorry for what you all are going through.
My dad has asperger's syndrome, and it is so hard... he doesn't understand how people interact. I'll do something jokingly and he can't tell I'm joking, you know? Everything is literal. He thought people batting their eyes (being flirts) were blinking really fast. He didn't understand what they were doing. He never had friends, and though he's a loving dad there was a lot of awkward time wondering why he was so different. He was always going to the doctor and having tests and acting strange because of different medications. His condition wasn't discovered until he was 30 or so because everyone thought he was just weird... socially inept, you know? and it turns out this whole time he was struggling with social situations for a really complex reason.
Sorry to rant! The point I meant to get to is that I've seen how hard it is for him to interact, and I've seen how hard it was for our family helping him and loving him but seeing the world look at him so strangely. It's a lot to take in... and for a younger relative to work through the sadness and awkwardness of trying to support a loved one in that condition... well, I'll just say it made me a more accepting and kind person. I can communicate with anyone and see the person beneath the surface most of the time. It sounds like Julia is developing that level of perception.
My dad is really coming through it and learning to recognize his symptoms instead of freaking out. I hope your girls, like my father and I, will come out stronger and more compassionate for it all, but in the meantime I wish you all the best and will keep you in my thoughts. Jessica