I just need to vent about some stuff. Maybe get some advice about how to handle these 2 situations.
1. My ds21 (almost 22) has epilepsy and learning disabilities. He is absolutely brilliant in some areas but clueless in others. Unfortunately, the brilliance is typically relating to things that are not really useful in the real world, such as movie trivia, every book he's ever read, the bible. What he has difficulty with are things like remembering to take a shower every day, use deodorant, take his medication. He does not understand that if he puts his debit card # into a web site they are going to take money from him. He worked for a year and a half and never grasped that he had direct deposit and the paper he got with his pay information was not his actual money.
He graduated from high school with an IEP and a LOT of support and services. He graduated on time and with a B average, but with resource classes and a resource teacher who followed up every thing he did.
He wants to go to college. As his mother, it kills me to think of crushing his dreams. He wants to help disabled kids, study social work or something similar. But for the life of me I can't understand how we're supposed to help that happen. He can't drive. He can't manage his finances. I am working one full time job and 2 part time jobs and have no idea how to even pay for the part that FAFSA has calculated I should be able to pay. And what if we put $ in and he fails?
Lately, he has been getting inundated with calls from online colleges. South University. Argosy. A bunch of others. Apparently, he filled out some form online and his name has gotten out there. He talks to these people and thinks they care about him and want to help him. He doesn't understand that they are calling thousands of people and are just trying to make a buck.
This is so freaking unfair. I don't know how to help my son reach his dreams. He would give anything in the world to have a brain that functions "normally" (Whatever that is) Meanwhile I have 2 nephews who seem to be intent on killing every brain cell they can with pot and who knows what else.
The epilepsy foundation in our state closed a couple of years ago due to lack of funds. He went through Vocational Rehabilitation and learned how to put condiments, napkins and utensils in those little plastic bags and seal them shut, and how to punch in and out on a time card. There were no classes, no job placement assistance, no resources for how to achieve higher education.
I'm tired and sad and angry, and I truly pity the next poor fool who calls him because I am going to unload.
Gonna start another thread with my other issue.