Things are fine
I'm still learning about all of this stuff, but seeing your kid sad because they don't know why they're different than other kids is tough.
Today Fiona was called out of music class to go talk to the middle school counselor. Her science teacher was alarmed during their field trip to the local fire station, where Fiona, upon seeing the axes, wondered aloud if that was a good enough weapon for suicide.
The good news is that the school now takes our message - that Fiona is a twice-exceptional girl who is autistic and may need different ways to regulate emotions and social situations at school - more seriously.
We had a long phone call with the counselor after school. It's nice to be able to identify something about your kid that you didn't understand but now do a little bit more, to have a vocabulary for the things you're seeing. I'm still learning about all of this stuff, but seeing your kid sad because they don't know why they're different than other kids is tough.
Earlier today I had a typical meeting with the other co-founders that went nowhere. I don't know what I was expecting, but I'm getting more frustrated by their lack of contribution more and more. I'll just have to do this myself.