I’m a Netflix junkie. There, I said it. The first step is admitting you have a problem, right? While I watch a myriad of genres, Netflix Originals hold a special place on my watch list. They are usually my go-to for quality programming. I just finished Mindhunter, which was fabulous, but this is not about that.
This is about a different original titled Atypical. In brief, this series is about an 18-year-old young man who is autistic and how his disorder affects his family. The series has been on my watch list since it was first announced, which is to say, before it was even available to watch.
I let it sit unviewed for months. I expected it was going to be difficult viewing since the plot line so closely parallels my household. I was not wrong. While a couple of the characters are overdone, I’m assuming to illustrate stereotypes, this is an accurate portrayal overall.
Though I am not nearly as clingy/over protective as Else, the mom in the series, I can absolutely relate to her levels of stress. Like me, she is always waiting for the phone to ring and always expects it to be a problem when it does. I tend to be far more like Julia, Sam’s therapist, shoving my son along, trying to instigate discomfort instead of keeping him in an unrealistic, unsustainable bubble.
If you have an individual in your life who is on the spectrum, or if you know someone who does, I would strongly urge you to take a look at Atypical.