I've been struggling lately with trying to understand why some people
are so willing to help, while others will do anything to avoid such a
thing. You'd think I'd have this all figured with a Major in Sociology.
Deep down I think I already know the answers, but don't want to
believe it. I just want to deny knowing that many do not have the
desire to be conducive to being part of the solution or have zero intentions
of truly wanting to help you or your child with special needs. Not
everyone wants to be helpful... unless well there's something in it for
them. My head doesn't want to embrace the realization that the
self-interest norm trumps simply doing the right thing by others.
It
goes without saying that well-known motivations behind helping others
is usually a personal connection, which triggers empathy. That's why
special needs parents typically have a soft-spot for each other and tend
to come to each others aid even though they're all in the same boat and
sharing the same struggles. Diffusion of responsibility or as some
may refer to it as the bystander effect, is one of the most frustrating,
not to mention time consuming aspects of special needs parenting.
We
stumble upon this on a regular basis. It comes in several forms. One
example is fundraising when you have a child with special needs.
People have what is referred to as futility thinking. I am just one
person so how is my tiny contribution of five dollars really going to
make a difference in the long-run. We fail to remember as human beings
that it often only takes one person to make a difference in the life of
another. A few months ago, we attempted a t-shirt fundraiser for
Noah. The kind where you have to have to reach so many pledges to even
see a penny from your efforts. The goal was 50 shirts or no pledged
orders would be fulfilled and no monies to Noah would be given. We had
four pledged shirts. Yes, we failed. Pretty big at that. But it
wasn't necessarily because no one cared or that Noah wasn't loved.
People sit back often thinking wow, only at four pledged shirts, don't
see them getting to 50, so not going to put my hat in the ring, knowing
the likelihood of failure of the fundraiser is high.
As special
needs parents we also experience the lack of help at times from various
providers that are involved in our child's life. Caseworkers,
therapists, doctors, care providers, teachers, insurance companies,
durable medical providers, and government agencies ready to stand up
without notice and say bummer for you. Too often we wind up feeling
like many simply want to be a part of the problem and not a part of our
solution. We spend our days finding other resources, avenues to
pursue, leads to follow all because someone makes the decision they
don't want to go the extra mile and think it's funny to throw down tack
strips on your journey to slow you down. Sometimes you think some
intentionally find it a sport and make a habit out of it. Makes my head
spin and wonder how they can sleep at night and exist alongside
their conscience, but they somehow do much to my amazement.
So
what can you do from the undue stress and anxiety this all can cause?
You step back take a deep breath, realize your child is worth so much
more than he is receiving. And as frustrating as it all is, you keep
going knowing that you're doing a good job, even if others make the
decision not to. We keep our eyes on the goal, we know which way we
still need to head. It might take us longer to get there, but we'll get
there. Without question we know we cannot fail today, tomorrow, not
ever. Someday you just might see the words "Special Needs Parent" next to the
definition of determined in Webster's Dictionary.
Love,
Noah's Miracle by Stacy Warden is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.