I had a rough day yesterday. It started at 0430. I did my normal routines, and everything was good. Caleb woke up a few minutes after I did. He fell asleep in my bed with me and Bella. He has been sleeping on the unused half of the bed lately, cuddling with Bella and falling asleep listening to his music on his laptop. I call us the "3 amigos" when we sleep on the same bed. Now I need a new name because we have Bubba in the mix, and eventually he will be sleeping with us too.
In any case, I had my therapy appointment yesterday morning online. It went well. Then Caleb and I went to Wilmington for my physical therapy appointment with Jesus Ortega, physical therapy assistant. Jesus is so cool. He is a an Army Airborne veteran with Autism Spectrum Disorder. I really enjoy my time with him because he gets me. It's so easy to be around him. I don't have to try to fit in. I don't have to be someone I am not. I don't have to put on a show.
I called my dad before I left for my physical therapy appointment. I don't remember what we talked about. Probably just about what I had planned for the day. I called my mom back once we arrived at the Wilmington VA clinic. We got there 30 minutes early. Mom and Kenneth are doing ok considering they both have Covid-19.
I learned some new exercises from Jesus. When I walked into the clinic, I was in pain from my pelvis. It was hard to walk. When I walked out of the clinic, it was easier to walk, and without as much pain. There was almost no pain! The exercises Jesus taught me really helped. I am supposed to continue to do them at home and strengthen my core muscles. One exercise is a pelvic tilt. It is the easier of the 3 that I learned. The first one I learned, I do not know what the name of it is. It hurt because my muscles that were contracting are not strong. The last exercise was pretty simple, but effective too.
I asked Jesus how I could keep in touch with him after our appointments, and asked him for his email. He refused. He was trying to be funny, but I did not understand. It's so rare for me to find an Army veteran with Autism who is not that much older than I am. I was really disappointed with his answer. I guess maybe he thought I was hitting on him, but I wasn't. I'm not interested in a sexual relationship at this point in my life. I consider myself to be asexual, not interested in sex at all. Besides, he is married, and I wouldn't be going after him while he is married. Anyway, i was just trying to be friends.
After my appointment, Caleb and I drove home. I called my dad while driving to talk to him for the hour that I would have to drive home. He was tired, and so the conversation did not last long.
We stopped at Lowe's Foods on the way home for lunch. I wanted to make myself a salad from the salad bar. Caleb wanted something from the hot bar. We picked out our lunches and went home to eat it.
I called my dad after I finished my lunch. I don't remember what we talked about.
We both then went to rest for awhile, and take naps. Caleb kept waking me up to ask me to go to places while I was napping. The answer is absolutely not. I told him not to wake me up to ask to go places while I am sleeping.
When I woke up, I was trying to figure out how to stay awake for the Reiki Master class I had at 1930. I waws trying to figure out dinner too. I was still tired, as I had not slept well.
Then everything can crumbling down. First Colleen text messaged me with some questionable remarks and questions. After increasing my stress, and pushing me into anger, I had to block her from my facebook and my phone. I let Michal know right away. She was accusing me of posting on facebook to get attention. I understood her remarks (text messages) as saying that I was liar, and made up the story about Caleb that I posted the other day with the trauma. It was crazy the things she was texting me, and I really did not want to give her any of my energy or attention. Let her be crazy by herself. I could not believe the things she was suggesting. I do not know where these ideas came from. I have been her Reiki partner for weeks now. I never lied to her. I never... Anyway. If you think that about me, that's your problem. I don't have to prove myself to anyone at this stage in my life. I called my dad, and of course he gets angry that I am dealing with a cray person. I asked him, "Dad it hurt me. She was a classmate in my Reiki MAster training, and my partner. Please have some compassion in the way you talk to me. You are being harsh. " Because, you know, he gets loud when he gets angry. He believes I should be able to see these types of situations in advance, and avoid them. Believing that is part of the problem. I am not psychic to my knowledge. I find out when I find out. Anyway, I just needed to tlak to someone right away, and my dad happened to be available.
If a Reiki Master trainee does something like what Colleen was suggesting I did, they should be barred from the organization. A Reiki MAster should have some identifiers of conscience, and at least be honest.
I text messaged Michal and she asked me to meet her on zoom so we could talk before class started. She helped me by removing me from the situation. She said I needed an energetic boundary to Colleen. She asked if I would prefer to rest and watch the replay. I agreed to that. She asked if I wanted to work with other students who were looking for more practice. I refused that offer. She said I could graduate with 6 sessions, which is what I currently have with Colleen. So, here we are. The next morning.
I am not as upset as I was, but I can not seem to get over it. It was so disturbing to be accused of such craziness from a person I thought I could trust.
Then I called Granny and Pepere. They could not put together the portable air conditioner, and they want to return it. That's the short story, They are suffering in heat, and sweating all day. They are elderly and can't even cook in the kitchen during the day because of the heat it creates, and they can't figure out how to make the portable air conditioner work. I was so disappointed. Not only was it expensive to purchase, but they desperately need to be cooler. I was frustrated beyond my limits with their attitude. It was like I wasn't trying to help them! It was more than I could take.
Of course I called my dad to let him know what craziness I was suffering.
Well, anyway, yesterday I tried on my Kermit the frog tank top from Torrid in size 3. I have lost weight, and it fits perfectly! It's so cute, and I wanted to wear it to the VA to see if anyone would say anything. No one said anything.
I did not wear a hair wrap yesterday. I wondered at the end of the night, if that attracted the crazies.
I forgot my formal prayers yesterday morning too. Crazies everywhere.
Jesus recommended that I search for people in the demographics I am looking for online. So I did. I went and searched for "Veterans with Autism" in facebook groups. There was one group with 4 people in it. I joined and introduced myself. There was no activity since 2020 though, so I just went through my newsfeed reading what I missed throughout the day. It was crazy busy and so I did not spend time online like I normally do. Anyway, one of my groups is Women ServiceMembers... something. I asked something like " Are there any Veterans with Autism Spectrum Disorder in here with me? I am on the Spectrum and looking for compassionate and understanding friends." I posted something like that in the group I belong to. ANyway, 2 women responded pretty quickly ! It was awesome. That group has more than 10k people in it. I knew I would find at least one female veteran with Autism there. Or at least I hoped I would.
I scheduled for Bella and Bubba to get their nails cut at the vet since Sand2Suds was overbooked until August 25th! Thank God because I do not want to cut their nails. I accidentally cut too short once and hurt Bella, and I just can not do that again. I wnt someone with experience to do it for me. I can't take the pressure, and Bella doesn't like her nails cut. She makes it harder to do for me. I am so glad to have a professional do them. It is long overdue. Bubba has his vet appointment today for a Rabies shot, I think. Bella's birthday is this month! She turns 7!
The dishwasher repairman is scheduled to come later in the afternoon to replace the broken part on it. That will help me keep the kitchen alot cleaner if I don't have to hand wash so many dishes all the time! Seems like forever since I have been able to use the damned thing.
Other than that we do not have alot going on today. I want Caleb to clean up the floor for me. Bubba gets into anything on the floor and tears it to shreds. There is paper everywhere! I want to try to clear the clutter in the living room today since we will be staying home for most of the day. I want to move all these containers somewhere else. I was considering Christinia's old room. It has space and it is not being used right now. I just need to move stuff until I can make space in the shed. With all these thunderstorms here lately, I have not been wanting to do much. I am trying to get things done and not put so much pressure on myself at the same time. I want to create a place for me to do my stretches in the morning, and I will to try to start walking on the incline trainer everyday again.
I bought a new office chair that supports up to 400lbs. That way I won't break it like I did this gaming chair I am sitting on. It should help me with my posture while I am using the computer. It should arrive on Saturday.
I got the Sim card for Caleb's phone. I applied for the government paid phone service and was accepted. I am letting him use my old iphone since it is paid off. Now he can call for help if he oever needs to. I feel better about the situation already.
I have not heard anything about the investigation yet. I do not know what is taking so long. I guess there are alot of security videos to watch, maybe? I don't know. Maybe they did not find and just have not called to tell me.
I was scared they would hunt Caleb to our house. I asked him not to leave his bike where it is visible. Thank god we have new locks on the doors! I don't keep weapons in the house. If it comes down to it, all I will have are doors to block them. I am actually thinking these things right away , right? I have PTSD and Autism among other things. I was thinking that when Caleb told me someone had a gun at the park. Like how do I protect my family and home without a weapon? I pray? I mean that won't stop a bullet. I haven't figured out how to manage this situation yet. My dad wants me to put Caleb in martial arts. I do not think that is a bad idea. We could take the classes together maybe. I need to learn self-defense too. I believe I saw an ad about a new class opening up locally. I will have to look into it.
I began writing my chapter for Clinging to the Vine anthology yesterday, again. This is my 3rd draft I have written. I keep changing the topic I am writing about. I am having writer's block. It's weird because when I write my blog it happens so naturally. I can not seem to fit into this Christian mold, even though I consider myself a Christ-loving, Reiki Practicing, Witch. I just, I do not go to church anymore because I don't fit in there. I am made to feel badly by the members, and it is not worth the trouble.
I have spent alot of time writing this blog this morning. I need to do the rest of my morning routines. I feel better now. That is the beauty of writing a journal. I don't trap all this stuff inside me. I can Let Go, and Let God! Be blessed my readers!