The Invisible Child

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Note: this is a play on another story written in another forum, found here:
http://www.liquidsalt.com.au/yourshout/ ... .php?id=13



Invisible children are born rarely, but that doesn't mean they don't exist. They are the children without a voice, in spite the fact they can speak. They are the ones that are overlooked, no matter how much they need to be seen and heard. No one can tell when they're upset, because no one can see them. No one can tell when they need to be heard, because no one can hear them. They were once were a visible person, with a big voice, but there's always another to steal away who they are, even if that someone is someone they love very dearly.

Imagine being a child, one who is loved by their parents very much. All their parents hopes and dreams are poured into this one child, because the only sibblings that child has are two brothers who are both heavily disabled. They love all their children so much, but when the diagnosis of the seccond little boy, the girl's twin brother, came, it was obvious life was never going to be easy. In spite the fact the youngest twin, a little girl, was developing so well, there was no time for her. No matter how much ther parents loved her and wanted for her to do well. Her eldest brother was proving to be a lot of stress, and her twin was also developing to well below average standards. The little girl's visibility began to fade.

When school began, she adapted well, at first having a strong foothold. She was very quiet and seemed to stay away from the games which involved too many people. She made two friends, who then both left the next year when her brother, who had been held back, entered into the same school. Word caught on quickly that the two were so closely related, and it was obvious there was something very different about this new child. People could see similarities in her, though few, and assumed she was the same. That, after all, was the logic of a 6-year-old. No one seemed to listen anymore, and so, a little bit of her voice was taken away.

As she and her brothers grew older, her parents needed to dedicate more and more time to them, and slowly, she faded away until there was no image left, and she had no voice. As she ended her ninth year of school, she heard of Aspergers. All of a suden, there were people who she could relate to. There were one or two people that could see her as clear as day. She was self-diagnosed, but somehow she belonged just a little more now. Even so, the people she wanted to see her most, her family, couldn't see even a shadow. At times she was very lonely, and the few people who could see her weren't able to be there all the time.

Now at age 16, the invisible child is planning an end to it all, but that end is barely in sight. She knows she will still be invisible to her family for years to come, as they must devote more and more time to her brothers as the years go by. She knows that no matter how much she tries to tell them of Aspergers and how it affects her, they will never hear her. One day, though, they will. She hold out, living for that day, when she will, once again, be visible to the world, and especially her parents.







Ok, so I was feeling really down when I began writing this. But writing it has helped me get it out and remember that end. And now maybe more of you will be able to see me a bit more clearly having read it.

I know how that feels.

My younger brother is mum's boy. and my half sister is her dad's girl.

I don't feel like typing the whole thing right now, but if you want to PM me and talk, I love to talk and listen, because that helps.

Hi! I see you!! ! What would you like to talk about?

In Ala-non I heard there was pattern of children brought up in dysfunctional or alcoholic homes and the roles they become. I learned I was the invisible child, my middle sister was the scape goat, and my younger sister was the rescuer. I think later in my life I became the scapegoat, that's when I started drinking and getting into trouble.