Today it's my son's 22second birthday. It's his 4 year in an institution. And his 7th without him in his living family home. Today like any other birthday I am totally broken up.  I have no fight in me. I am loosing hope and faith. Today I don't feel that fighter. That autism warrior mum. It's very hard. I just spoke to him. And the fist thing he says is Ste birthday mummy Ste home mummy cake. I don't know what else or where to go next. National newspapers. Radio. TV. Government.s. Change.org. And 4 years later nothing has been much accomplished. Cruel cruel world.  Cruel hospital. Mental heals act keeping my son way from me.