First off I want to say this. It has now been a year since we moved back from the apartment at Breakwater Bay.
My hardest struggle with Selective Mutism was last night. Of course Jason had to say that I acted like childish when I was playing music over and over again. Which is who and what triggered it in the first place. Then I had all these intrusive thoughts come up in my head like when I tell my mom I am struggling with SM and I just think in my head that 'You know what I'm not going struggle with that.' Those thoughts just pop up in my head. I have no control over when I struggle and feel like I act childish. :'( It's not Jason's fault that I was struggling last night with Selective Mutism. It is no one's fault really. I just struggled. No one was available to talk; either they were sleeping or they were struggling themselves. :'( Feeling like you act childish is one of the symptoms of Selective Mutism.
Not even my good friend James was available to talk. He's a good guy so lay off him. You don't have to worry about anything. He will stay right where he is and just chat with me online. :)
I feel like I have been sitting around waiting for things to happen and now it's too late. :'( When my parents go into a nursing home, I will either go live with my sister or I will move into place like the place I was living at when I turn 55. Hell No! I will not go live with my sister and her husband. That will be it. I can't do anything else as I can't drive and I was never taught. I had never took driver's ed in high school. Well I was pulled out of it. I feel like I am worthless and useless!!! :'( :'( :'(
