Written by: Elizabeth J.

The second those grocery store doors open, my body just tightens up. Taking Will anywhere on a weekend is so frustrating because it constantly feels like a ticking time bomb. Since he doesn't speak, I try not to, but I’m always panicking, trying to guess what's going to trigger a meltdown. Today I was so stressed I just handed him an apple to keep his hands busy. Goodness, the sheer exhaustion of a basic grocery run is so real…