It is just a little past midnight here. My sleep has been 50 shades of fucky lately and I’m just so tired of it. I hate that my life just sucks in Autumn because I love it so much. I love stepping on the crunchy leaves and I love Halloween/Samhain and All Saint’s Day and all that fun stuff. Anyway, I did have PT this morning and I’m getting a lot better at my exercises. I’m also getting more tone body-wise and I’m slowly acquiring an ass that isn’t a pancake. There is a noticeable butt going on behind me.
I’m sort of looking forward to tomorrow. I’m excited to see if the coping strategies I came up with will work. I mean, worse comes to worse, I can always just leave again. I really don’t want to do that though. I actually enjoy going to group. One of the things I would like to start doing is maybe some community socializing activities once I’m done with DBT group. I know there’s a few programs nearby that cater to special needs adults. I’m sort of worried about doing that because the last time I did a program like that, a bunch of perverts kept touching me and using ‘mental disability’ as an excuse. It was such bull crap.
I’m still trying to figure out how to talk about that thing I want to talk to Charon about. I trust her enough to talk about the thing, I just don’t know if I have the communication skills to talk about the thing. My verbal communication is so sub-par, especially compared to my written stuff.
Well, I gotta go to bed. It’s rather late and I’m tired as fuck.