I attempted to vote. Saw someone I knew headed that way and accompanied him.
He went on in and I lagged behind, trying to figure it out; since I had forgotten my glasses, and I am very nearsighted, it was very confusing. Visual confusion frustrates me, as does trying to express myself when I am not sure what I am trying to express. In other, words. I don’t know how to vote, having never done it, and did not know how to ask for help. Plus, I have been upset all day over an email I accidentally CC’d to the wrong person.
This is embarrassing, and the looks I get as people try to ascertain exactly what it is I want, is very upsetting. Then I get even more inarticulate and whiny. In a grown woman, this frightens people.
I wound up stamping my foot saying, “I don’t like this! I’m not doing it! NO!!” and running out. Stares all around.
Then, I got on the wrong bus and it must have been 80 degrees in there. I detest temperatures over 70.
When finally exiting the bus, I tagged off twice accidentally and may have lost $5.00 by doing so.
When I asked the driver about this, she was mean and so I was left flapping and crying on the sidewalk.
Now, I am safe in my room, and never want to leave. My support person, Jim, may take me later and we can vote together, but somehow I doubt I actually will follow through.
Another day in the life with autism.
Just talked with my therapist, Sara, from Autistry and think it will be OK. We are going to write a plan to deal with any meltdown which may occur. I like this one: