I have to share a story with you. When I was in high school we had a girl named Rhonda Whitty. She was the meanest bitch I ever met! She got pregnent by her boyfriend that year and was running around school with her fat belly. We also had a Special ED program. One of the special ed kids lived in a boarding home next to me and I had befriended her. Rhonda Whitty teased this poor girl to tears every day and it made me so fucking mad! I was just a spit of a girl, not 5' tall and all of 90lbs soaking wet, so when I went up against Rhonda and her friends they creamed me. One day I went into the girls bathroom with a black marker and wrote a not on the wall: To Rhonda Whitty, I hope that your baby is born with brain damage and lots of physical defects. I hope that you cry for this. I hope that your child comes home crying EVERY SINGLE DAY. Then, and only then, will you understand the pain you cause others. Fuck off and die and I hope your child is one fucked up ducky."Kids can be so fucking mean. My 13 yr old son has autism and I don't know how I've managed to keep from beating the shit out of several little punks and their parents for the shit they have done to him. Ir's better now since the school put an anti-bullying policy in place but I fully expect to end home home schooling him before he graduates.
Of course I didn't sign my name, I didn't wanna die or anything, but I think I got my point across because she never teased my friend again. Bless your little one, I wish I could just channel some courage and strength right to him! He has half the battle won already though, because he has YOU for his mother.