A Parent’s Guide to Hating ABA Therapy

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Sometimes I miss the halcyon days of my son’s diagnosis, in which the only struggle was acquiring this magical therapy they called “ABA” that would fix everything. What it was fixing we still hadn’t figured out. The early days were difficult because there was no guide to parceling out the legitimate concerns (gross motor coordination, fine motor skills, safety) from the superficial ones (echolalia, arm flapping, eye…