Oh how I feel ya. I’ve given up venting to any adult that doesn’t have a child with a similar disability. Then when I do find someone it’s like we latch onto one another in a sort of shared relief that we can speak freely without rude comments about how our parenting style is really the cause of all issues.
My son’s disorders have taught me to be more compassionate to other parents and their children. And I am thankful for that. And those disorders have also made my son become completely welcoming to any child, no matter their differences.