I had a meltdown today. For about 10 minutes, every thought I’d been holding inside came pouring out like a volcano. I honestly don’t even remember half of what I said, and I’m pretty sure most of it didn’t make much sense.
When I’m at that point, the worst thing someone can do is try to reason with me. My brain has already shut down. I’m not processing what’s being said—it’s just more noise that adds to the sensory overload.
The most helpful thing you can do is give me space, let me regulate, and allow me to cool down on my own. Once my nervous system settles, then we can talk.
Meltdowns aren’t tantrums or a choice. They’re what happens when my brain has reached its limit. Living with autism isn’t always predictable, but understanding and patience make all the difference. 💙
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