Lil, it's not true at all that learning disabled kids just learned to live with their problems. We may not have all ended in the streets, but it was easier for girls to get married young so I married a man who I knew was bad for me because I kept trying hard to work, but kept getting fired for making too many mistakes. I am not stupid. With the supports of today, like sonic got, I'm positive I could have gotten through college and maybe been the detective I'd longed to be. Things are actually better NOW if you are different. Please continue reading.
My husband was mean to me but my mother, who ruled the family, told me I could never come home again and I would have ended up on the streets if I had left so I talked myself into thinking the marriage was ok, we had Bart and then we adopted two kids. I found my niche. I loved parenthood and was a responsible loving parent, but ex badgered a very meek, doormat of a young woman into working "or we'll go bankrupt and lose the house." It was a lie that I believed.
I kept getting jobs and getting fired from them. A few I did keep a while, but most no. When I got fired I'd feel suicidal. Husband's only concern was "you better get another job FAST." I felt so alone and damaged. He gave me no money so I couldn't even have coffee with my friends.
Short version. No, we didn't just get paddled and found our way. We were not allowed to be paddled in school in Illinois and my parents paddled me with words only. Had I not married, I'd have lived on the streets. This is not a new problem since the mentally disabled were thrown out of hospitals in the 1980s. I do not know why people always think it was better back then. Or that the disabled managed to overcome challenges. They didn't. But there WEEE more more unskilled labor jobs then. I tried them all. Many blushing were too hard for me, but I had more options and didn't quit. But witch abusive husband, I'd have been walking the streets in the late 1970s.
There was no internet and cable TV telling about the homeless but they existed. Some lived under the railroad tracks in NYC.
You do not outgrow autism, downs syndrome, learning disorders....drug addiction. A paddle on the butt won't cure that. I do think parents were more apt to keep a d c at home then and before the psychiatric hospitals were emptied, that was a resource as well. But since they have been emptied...those who are differently abled and can't make a living wage, even if they try or are mentally ill or are substance abusers are on the streets.
This is hardly knew to this generation. The good old days were not so good or different for us. There just was no way to show everyone the atrocities of the lives of many.
We need to build competent, caring hospitals for the truly disabled on the streets. And like in most countries, they should not cost a lot or anything.
A view from the other side and, no, it's not pretty. As good as I wanted to be, I could have become a prostitute out of necessity if I hadn't married. I was very pretty. It was all I had. And I would have done anything not to have had to sleep under a bridge.