"To be fully seen by somebody, then, and be loved anyhow - this is a human offering that can border on miraculous." — Elizabeth Gilbert

Friday, November 8, 2013

I am trying to document my last treatment session with the 14-year old boy with autism.
I am having a hard time writing down the events that took place, attempting to keep my emotions and frustrations out of the professional wording that needs to go down on paper.
He was frustrated this past week, pushing my classmate and punching me in the stomach.
I didn't take offense to it because I feel like I could see the frustration in his eyes as everyone was trying to calm the tears streaming down his face.
It seemed like he was trapped in his body unable to express his frustration and tell us what was wrong.
As we tried and tried to calm him his frustration continued to escalate.
I felt helpless as I stepped back to watch him throw himself on the play equipment, just crying big tears, almost unable to breath, starring at faces that couldn't understand him.
Frustration was starting to rise in me as the teachers dealt with him, I wanted to push them aside and just let him cry, let him be upset.
This was his only outlet, his only way of expressing something.
His body language was telling us something that his words could not, something we could actually understand.
But instead I stood there watching him.

I want to fix things and help, but sometimes I can't.
I have to step back, remove myself, try to understand, really attempt to see someone for what they are and accept it.


  1. Kate, you are so very intuitive and accepting. How lucky am I to have a friend with such gifts. I'm so proud to call you friend. Love you!


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