I really love ð too decorate; my room and my books ð! I have bought too much stuff and can’t really afford anymore. Crank ð§ēðĐļð§ą unto my new home ð & when we spent $100!
Thanks for having me over and yes ð I have paid $700 a month and thirty one months and well taken care of.
Around 2:30PM,… I have been going to ð§ & ðŦ ‘scanning;… so I just am sitting here waiting thinking ð about the things I need to do. I woke up ð at 7AM ð something & drank my coffee ☕️ ate breakfast and got my meds and had my blood ðĐļ sugar checked ☑️! I bought two 2️⃣ bags of chips.
Okay; so my family are tree ðē farmers ðĐ· & we work very hard for what we own. I just ate four good tacos ðŪ then my stomach hurt ð I usually feel like what I do isn’t good enough & I feel blamed. My roommate wants my cigar’s,… who is it?
I have been writing in my small black sketchbook that I got for myself on my last birthday with the money my grandma sent me. I also have my planner opened with the notes I wrote down for this week. I am willing to work on myself and that is important. Becoming a better version of myself will take time.
Writing this kind of stuff comes easily to me; although it’s the dedication and perseverance I am learning is the hard part. I have to be willing to keep learning and writing and creating on a daily basis. Willing to do things you don’t want too, don’t feel like it, and when those things get boring, hard, and frustrating, is essential to becoming a success. I helped pass out plates to the people here. The more that people trust you, the better things are willing to go.
Willingness to keep staying on the schedule and using my time wisely to better myself. Change is constantly happening regardless if we see it or not. Though drastic changes are the most dangerous and it’s better to take it one step at a time. I am willing to stay and keep taking my medication and sticking to the house rules. One thing that has really changed is my perception as I am aging. I am learning that to be healthy I need to take care of myself. I have stopped taking my heart rate and on the 24th, the day after my counseling appointment, this blog will be a year old.
I am starting to feel better as I took my medicine this morning. I put the roses on the table at home, last night when My Dad dropped me off at the house around 7PM. This morning I didn’t want to wake up and I slept good till 8AM. When I think about “morals”, I think about the discipline and persistence it takes to make things better.
Although I haven’t always been faithful to taking my medication and being there for the people that matter the most in my life. I have had to start having patience when things don’t go my way. To not make a big deal out of things I don’t like. One thing that is helping me is writing about my day.
I have been persistently taking my medication and staying with the Day Program for over a year. I am responsible for my own self; and every choice I make has a consequence. When I left I was being selfish and didn’t make good choices. Sitting here, thinking about how to make this a good week.
Monday is the start of a new week and even though I am not going to see my family for a while. I am remembering the weekend. I am gaining a greater understanding of who I am. Through reading and writing I have learned that God loves me each and every step of the way.
Things may not always happen the way you want them too. Though through doing the things you do every day results in seeing better days ahead. Staying with my family for the weekend was a blessing. I’m now with my other family at the group home.