Pickle had a complete emotional breakdown this morning. He got in trouble for being too rough with his sister and when I disciplined him for it, he just lost it.
He was crying, shaking, he could hardly form words. Started talking a lot about his “Dad”, how hurt he was, how angry, sad. It went on for about 40 minutes. We had a good talk. He hugged me and let me hold him while he cried. If you have a child on the spectrum, you understand what a rarity this is.
Then he wiped his eyes said he was going to be ok and went on about his day. Which was a pretty good one. He was helpful to me and his brother and sister. He was interactive with us.
Very interesting.Nice recovery. I’ll take it.