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Garden Refuge


Neurodivergent Summers from Hell
"Wait a second, I think it's raining." I told my sister who was on the phone. I squinted at my kitchen window and saw water falling down, but not like rain.... and then I realized the water wasn't outside, it was inside. I ran upstairs to find that in the ten minutes I'd been on the phone, my neurodivergent son had flooded the upstairs bathroom. That was only one of hundreds of disasters I tackled that summer. Summer can be a beautiful time of freedom: no school routines, lon
Araxie Jensen
Jun 15, 20253 min read
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