It was the day when, smack in the middle of year 5, his primary school days ended. He had a period of escalation leading up to that fateful day – refusing to do work at school, struggling to sleep, hiding under desks, pacing corridors, EBSA – but nothing could have prepared us for the abrupt end which led to him being unnecessarily restrained and traumatised. One year ago, my boy was broken.

It was awful, it felt like it would break our family. Our boy became aggressive, could barely talk at the beginning and was so clearly in mental anguish, barely existing day to day.

BUT … that is our past and not our future.

So, let me share with you some highlights from the last year