autohaptic: (reaching for what?)
I spent this weekend out at my mom's place, because I didn't feel like I could face the whole thing alone and still feel OK by Monday. I ended up being very, very grateful for this decision because on Sunday I was very sick.

I was literally insensible most of the time, due to vomiting and a high fever, and the rest of the time I was just incredibly nauseous. So damn miserable, and so glad that I was there so my mom could take care of my dog while I wasn't able to.

And I'm totally avoiding writing about what I started the entry for: I keep missing Vistas. I know I should go, and I find reasons not to; it's a lot like work, I think. Because I just choose to skip. I don't wanna go, so I don't. I don't feel like I need to make myself and I just... keep not going.

I'm still doing DBT, but I'm so fed up with a lot of the people at Vistas right now that the entire time I'm there I'm just bored and frustrated and would rather skip it. Which is unwise, because Vistas is my socialization, but that's the result none the less.

I guess I need to talk to Tara about it, and see what she thinks. Maybe she'll start to understand why employment is difficult for me.
autohaptic: (why must you leave?)
Program (sometimes referred to as Vistas!) has been kind of wonky lately because there have been a number of things going on. The restructuring of the program itself due to budget cuts was the first thing, and then the basement at the Vistas house flooded and we couldn't use the house anymore because there was mildew everywhere and it was unsafe. Last week was a planned closing of the program; this week was unplanned.

And then we had "orientation" yesterday at the mental health center (henceforth called MHC). It was... well, not bad, not as bad as I was expecting, because I'm the eternal pessimist so I was expecting it to be quite intolerable.

Thanks to various rules at the MHC that weren't there at the Vistas house, a lot of people got cut back to having groups only instead of staying the entire day. I was kind of expecting that for myself (I'm not sure if I was hoping for it or what, but I realized after two weeks not attending Vistas that I really do much better when I'm attending it) but they didn't cut me back to groups only. I'll still be going the whole day, but it'll be Wednesday and Friday only instead of M/W/F.

I guess it's... nice?... to have them kind of acknowledge that I am still at the point where I need that much help. I'm not better; I'm not well enough to get by on groups only. I think I knew it, deep down, but I didn't really want to face it.

I've been trying to fill out stuff for SSDI and it's just like... ungh. It's so hard. I didn't expect for it to be, but at one point I just got so overwhelmed by it that I broke down crying. All I was doing was filling in my doctor's information! It kinda sucked bigtime. (Which reminds me, I need to get Dr. Scott's and Shawn's information from my mom. Or look it up, or whatever, because those two saw me the longest.)

Anyway, back on topic: Program yesterday. The orientation wasn't bad, and they fed us which was a happy thing because I think I would have skipped eating that day entirely if not for that.

They also were awesome enough to have a process group, which I really needed. It's funny-- I was thinking about not talking, at first, but then I told myself, you KNOW you're not doing well, just buck up and talk about it.

So I did. A lot of the group focused on parts that were unhelpful to me, like banging the point home that I need to make sure I eat because I need to be well to take care of my dog. I know that already; I beat myself up about that already. And then they were like, "you have to push away your emotion" which is kind of the problem with me right now; I'm not letting myself feel. So Not Helpful.

But I think Rashida realized that, too, and so she kind of... steered them in a direction that was helpful. Like she hit on the topic of me feeling helpless/inadequate because I can't drive, and asked why. I couldn't answer that (or didn't want to, maybe) but the group helped me to realize that I am doing all that I can do. It's not fair to endanger myself and other people by driving, so I am right to not drive, but that doesn't mean I'm entirely useless. I can still keep an eye on mom and help her to maybe not push herself so hard sometimes, make food, clean up, do laundry, etc. And no one expects more than that from me, so I don't need to expect more than that from myself.

It's hard to remember. It's hard to keep in mind, because I've always wanted to do the most possible (it's one of my issues) even if I'm not really capable of doing that much efficiently.

But. I'm at my mom's now, and I... still wish I could drive. But I know there's nothing I can do about that, not as things are currently. (I aspire to take lessons someday and maybe end up less anxious about the entire thing.) So I'm doing what I can. Helping out in the way I can. And that's the most I can do; no one expects more from me, so I don't need to expect more from myself.

Maybe if I say it enough, it'll finally sink in.

(I'm kind of offended that the "blah" icon in this moodset is a smiley. Really need to make my own icons, I see.)
autohaptic: (everything will be alright)
Was getting ready for bed and then realized that I hadn't done my introspection for the day!

Today was pretty good. I went to the program this morning. It was fine except for one of the other members, who we will call J, has decided that me offering help for her when she's taking on very big tasks (making mashed potatoes for thirty people?!) by herself is telling her how to do it. It's fine if anyone else in the kitchen offers to help, or she tells them to help, but if I ask she gets all uppity and it's kind of unfair but I'm not sure how to really approach the problem effectively.

Or if I can approach it effectively; obviously she's taken a disliking to me if she's making that sort of exception for me. It's not a nice feeling, but I don't know what to say to/do for her to make it better and at the same time not feel like I'm laying down my dignity and letting her walk all over me.

MAYBE THAT'S WHAT DBT IS FOR, LOL. Fff it's always annoying when these sorts of things end up being useful and applicable to real problems and shit. Makes me feel like all the balking I do in regards to them is silly and useless. O wait... /sigh

After lunch I went and rode a horse. No, really, I did, and even though my back was like ow ow ow (I walked the whole time, instead of getting up to a trot eventually like everyone else did) it was still very fun. I just wish I could have spent more time there; I didn't get to brush down Shadow afterward or anything and it felt really lacking when compared to my prior horse-riding experience. Lessons are $50 a pop, which is about equal to the cost of counseling, so I'll see if I can talk dad or mom into funding it because the lessons are supposed to be therapeutic so.

It's been almost ten years since I was on a horse, though, and I was very awkward but once I was on him and walking along doing the "woah" and the "walk on" and stuff it was very... I liked it a lot. I could feel the way he hated stopping, and the way his muscles would bunch up waiting for me to tell him to walk on again.

For the first time ever I managed to get to 99 and rebirth, and (irony of ironies) it was with a class I'd never even played before a week ago: dancer. It felt good to accomplish it, though, and to get to party with Roo and stuff.

I keep slacking with 6x, only taking a few pictures but... IDK, I think I need to make something again to get back into the groove of it. Only I'm moving on Monday. Fuck. (But not-fuck, too, because I am very excited about having a place of my own again. I love my family, but they are very hard to live with.)

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