
I've got a lot of balls in the air, bear with me, folks.
On the surface, things aren't so bad for me. I have known a lot of single Moms in my day, and I have it better than most. I have a full-time job, where I am able to work remotely. I have a home, a car, a spectacular partner in life, etc. So, when I complain, it seems selfish.
I never thought I'd have children. I definitely never thought that I would be in my 40s as a single parent with two children. I don't think that anyone ever sees themselves in that position.
The not so easy part, I am raising two children, both on the Autism spectrum. While they both are very high functioning, the challenges still exist. The fears are still there.

There are times that I lie awake at night wondering if my 17-year-old daughter will ever lead a normal life. Times like today, when I inform her that she cannot wear her Super Mario-themed pajamas to school every day. She sits in tears as I attempt to explain to her my reasoning for this. While it makes perfect sense to me, it makes zero sense to her. I am certain there is no way for me to explain it to where she would genuinely understand.
I wonder if she will ever have her own apartment, take care of herself, or live the life she has always dreamed of. Selfishly, I wonder if I will be taking care of her for the rest of my life. I then frighten myself with the idea of what she would do without me. It makes me want to cry.
I love my children more than anything. All children can be challenging, regardless of Autism. We all have struggles. I hate to complain. But days like today are hard. Maybe I could write a song about it or bury myself in a book.
It is highly possible that I am underestimating my daughter. I have done that since she was diagnosed. I am projecting my fears onto her, which is why she is so hesitant to try new things. This is another thought that keeps me awake at night. I never have had faith in myself - but I never wanted to project that onto my children.

The future is something we have a lot of control over. At least our own futures. There are a lot of aspects that are unpredictable, but there are many ways we can create a better one for ourselves and those around us.
In my case, I need to have more confidence in my abilities as a parent, writer, musician, partner, and everything else that I have my hand in. This isn't new to me, I have never had any confidence in anything that I did, because when I was growing up, I didn't think anybody cared what I did or what I accomplished.
As I became an adult, suddenly people in my life cared about those things, and I had no idea how to respond to it. In fact, I still don't. I have zero clue how to take a compliment. My lack of confidence in my abilities and in myself has held me back from so much. I would love for it to stop. But a mindset is a mindset. It is never easy to get out of.
I love to write, and I tend to ramble a lot. If you can relate, or have any words of wisdom, I also have ears. If you can relate, I am sorry, but I feel you...I really do.
About the Creator
Mandy Jewell
I am a freelance writer, musician, free-thinker, and single Mom from the Dayton, OH. Let's speak louder, ladies!


Comments (1)
Mandy, you wrote a good piece about struggles, and everyone needs to be able to talk to someone, in some way, about things that are troubling or stressful. Good for you! Writing may be your way of working through things - some people make lists, journal, or vent to friends. No rambling in this piece, it was concise, thanks for sharing.