Our systems are fragmented and siloed, while those who are ‘different’ struggle to be understood. We cannot wait for more children to die to decide their suffering matters
The day I turned 14, two of my sister’s friends were found dead.
They were 10 and 11 years old. Both had significant disabilities and attended the special-needs school my sister with severe disabilities also attends. Slowly, details emerged: their father had planned a murder-suicide, killing both children, his wife and himself.