It's been two days and I am still finding blood on walls. Little splatters that in writing that I realize sounds disturbing and gruesome, like a murder or something violent happened. Even some sort of freak accident sounds warranted for this story. However, it's none of that. Two days ago I went out with my grandma. She wanted to take me out for a treat and something fun away from my family; a break. Respite from caregiver duties. I had a great time... Oh yeah, blood... while I was away the unhappy and difficult part of Autism arrived. My almost always happy child filled with random bouts of rage and self-harm since puberty arrived. Most of the time we don't know why and he can't tell us because he is non-speaking; non-verbal. I worry that it's not just autism and puberty but not many doctors are willing to work it out with me. Self regulation... tell him to hit himself in the face... hard... until hit looks like he lost a fight. Bruised cheeks and bloody lip an...