Its a complicated world

**trigger warning talking about coronavirus**

This post is not one of those positive posts, but rather than a little bit virus related.

Life as we knew it changed dramatically since the virus started. Before, there was holidays, birthday celebrations, Christmas and NYE parties. We were allowed to visit loved ones and travel outside our own counties. There were social gatherings on a daily basis.

I feel like all of this has been taken away from us with a blink of an eye. I spent the best part of 6 years to get where I am today. Being able to travel on the bus into town by myself didn’t come easy. I achieved that with the help of the centre that I am attending. Not being able to go there for 4 months or more was upsetting.

I did get to video call the person in charge there, and that helped greatly. I went walking by myself to help with the stress. I also done a lot of colouring. With all three put into place, I managed to get my stress levels under control, and they’ve been under control ever since. I knew I had to focus on myself to be able to start posting here again.

If your struggling with the coronavirus pandemic, please reach out and know that your not alone. Take small steps at a time. Thats what I done when I decided to ring my centre.


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Its OK not to be OK

From time to time we tend to get overwhelmed. I myself got overwhelmed only recently. I knew I was a bit off on that day, I was in my centre. Instead of lashing out, I said to my keyworker that I was ‘going home’. While ‘going home’ I decided to go to Insomia (sorry spell mistake) I decided to treat myself to a cookie hot chocolate and a blueberry muffin.

While sitting alone, my mind was becoming a lot clearer and it was easier for me to think. I was trying to figure out what made me to get overwhelmed. Later figuring out back in the centre, it was my diagnoses of Aspergers. I never understood why I wasn’t diagnosed when I was small. I figured that maybe that the resources back in the late 90’s or the early 00’s would be different.

I also wondered would my life be any different if I was diagnosed? Would I know how to tell the difference between a meltdown and uncontrollable anger? I properly would have known the difference, but at least I would have known how to handled it better if I was diagnosed at the age of 5.

Moral of the day is to never give up on something. Dont give up just because you have a diagnoses of something, because at the end of the day, there is help out there.