Okay, I have been dealing with my son's disability for 10 years...why do I still let things get to me? Yesterday, I was at work and was talking to a co-worker about her adult daughter...who has been through a lot. I don't particularly care for this co-worker, but I would never ever be rude to anyone. I was trying to relate to her and her daughter's situation. So, I shared something with her about my life. You know...give and take. It doesn't even really matter what I shared with her. I never share personal things with people that I don't really know...or don't like for that matter. But, she then turns around to me and refers to my son as "retarded" and makes another comment equally as awful. The kicker? My son is not MR and I have never told her he was. Both comments she made hurt me deeply...and I went home and cried. I just don't understand why it affected me so much. I can't stop thinking about it. I went home and just cried and cried. I have been dealing with my DSs disability for a long time. But, occasionally, things come up and I greave again. I don't even know why I let it affect me so much. Does anyone else just have times where all the difficulty and pain get to you all over again? What do you do?