🧠 What My Neurodivergent Son Taught Me About Connection
- Krista Lachapelle
- 6 days ago
- 2 min read
Because the way he sees the world might be the most human thing of all.
There’s a strange cruelty to the way people throw around the word “autistic” like it’s an insult.
As if sensitivity, precision, or intense focus are flaws.
As if struggling to navigate the messy, unspoken rules of human interaction means you’re broken — instead of simply wired differently.
My son is neurodivergent.He’s on the autism spectrum — high functioning, deeply intelligent, and emotionally attuned in a way that many people overlook.
And while he’s faced more than his share of rejection, ghosting, and social confusion, what he’s taught me about connection could fill an entire book.
Because he studies it.
He wants to understand people.
He watches, listens, and tries.
He asks questions that echo through every therapist’s office — but when they come from him, they cut through the noise straight to the truth:
“Should I have said something different?”“Why do people say they like honesty, but ghost me when I’m honest?”
Those questions don’t come from insecurity.
They come from a longing for secure attachment.
From someone whose nervous system — though differently wired — knows that safety and clarity are sacred.
💔 When someone ghosts him, he’s not just confused.
He’s heartbroken.
Not because of the rejection — but because it violates something he holds sacred:
Honesty. Integrity. Mutual care.
And he’s right.
So many of us have learned to tolerate ambiguity, to normalize hot-and-cold, to bend ourselves into shapes that make other people more comfortable.
But my son’s brain doesn’t bend that way.
And maybe that’s not a flaw.
Maybe it’s a signpost.
Maybe we’re not supposed to bend that way either.
💬 What my son has taught me about connection:
Honesty matters — not the brutal kind, but the kind that’s kind.
People deserve clarity — ghosting and breadcrumbing aren’t just confusing; they’re dysregulating.
Affection should be offered, not earned through decoding invisible rules.
Trying to belong is exhausting. Being welcomed is healing.
Connection isn’t about perfection — it’s about presence. About willingness. About trying again.
🩵 Secure attachment doesn’t require flawless communication.
It requires emotional consistency.
It requires honesty over performance.
Repair over silence.
Presence over perfection.
And that’s what I see in my son — even when the world doesn’t always see it in him.
If we could all stop pretending to have it together…If we could all say what we feel, ask for what we need, and be gentle with how others show up too…If we could all approach love with that same curiosity, softness, and willingness to learn…
The world would be a safer place.
For all of us.
His neurodivergence isn’t a barrier to connection.It’s a living reminder of what secure attachment could look like — if we stopped trying to perform and started showing up with real care.
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