*Trigger Warning – This page contains mentions of mental health distress, self-harm, and suicide. Please take care of yourself as you read

I did not choose this work.
It chose me.

I was sitting in a hospital beside my sixteen-year-old daughter when I made a promise.

She had taken an overdose earlier that day at school, and a nurse had wheeled in a worn green recliner for me to stay overnight.

 I can still feel the springs digging into me as I sat there, the sharp smell of disinfectant filling the room, the steady beep of the heart monitor the only sound while she slept.

As I watched her breathe, I thought back to the day she was born and the promise I made then to protect her no matter what.

That night, I made her a new one. If she came through this, I would do everything in my power to help her heal. And when I was able, I would help other families who were walking the same road.

What followed was years of searching in the dark.

The labels the professionals gave did not fit. The medications made things worse. The therapies missed the point entirely. Our world shrank as I tried to hold everything together, questioning every decision, second-guessing myself constantly, and fighting the particular exhaustion of being the only person in the room who believed something important was being missed.

Eventually, I found the word burnout. And then autistic burnout. And slowly, painstakingly, things began to make sense.

But there was no map for what came next.

No guide for the long middle of recovery. No one who understood both what my daughter needed and what I was carrying as her mother.

I was figuring it out through trial and error, often getting it wrong, always showing up anyway.

And somewhere in the middle of all of it, I began to understand my own story differently, too. My own neurodivergence. The patterns I had carried since childhood. The ways I had been holding everyone together for as long as I could remember.

Healing was not linear for either of us. It still is not.

But she is now living independently and attending university, carving out her own life. And I am slowly becoming someone I recognise again.

The promise I made in that hospital room, becoming this work.

My Story | Tanya Valentin | Autistic Burnout Recovery Support

I built what I needed and could not find

A map for the long middle.

A community where parents do not have to explain everything from the beginning.

A space where the mother matters too, not just as a support system for her child, but as a human being with her own story, her own grief, and her own becoming.

If you are reading this and recognising something of your own experience in mine, I want you to know something.

You are not the only one. And you do not have to keep navigating this alone.

My Approach

My work is neuro-affirming, nervous-system-informed, and built entirely on the understanding that families are living ecosystems.

Children heal within relationships, not in isolation. And parents cannot pour endlessly from a depleted nervous system without something giving way.

I do not offer quick fixes, guaranteed outcomes, or timelines for healing.

I do not position myself as the expert who knows better than you do.

I do not work from compliance, control, or approaches that override nervous systems or lived experience.

What I offer is steadiness, context, and community.

A low-demand, relational space where you can come as you are, stay at your own pace, and receive support that respects the intelligence of your family and the reality of where you are right now.

This work is not about fixing children or families. It is about creating the conditions where healing, trust, and connection can emerge in their own time.

My Commitment

I hold a wider commitment alongside this work. Neurodivergent people are disproportionately impacted by trauma, exclusion, and systems that were never built for them.

By supporting parent wellbeing, self-trust, and sustainable care, I believe we create ripples that move beyond individual families toward safer, more humane, and more inclusive futures for neurodivergent children and the generations that follow.

This is not just support work. It is legacy work.

If something in this page has made you feel less alone, I would love to invite you into the community I built.

From Burnout to Balance is a gentle, low-demand membership for parents navigating the long middle of burnout recovery. A place to land and return to while healing unfolds in its own time.

You came here for your child. You are allowed to stay for yourself.

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