Main Streeter wrote:Totally agree. Purpura should sign you in on a wk day. She can easily do this. Yesterday wasn't really even crowded, well, not in my location, nor on Main Street. A Mon. or Tues. might be best. DisneyMom simply can't volunteer because of her family & her work load. Not many can volunteer to help you because we work & don't actually know you. How abt calling your church or senior center for volunteer aides? Many would love to volunteer if a trip to D L was presented.
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like disneymom and that is because she is a strong person who would wap me upside the head if I gave had a meltdown or hissy fit or what ever. It does not have to be her. Poor Purpura is volunteered, lol. I can afford the tickets next month so that is not a problem. The problem is that I will not put anyone's job on the line. Not risk it. I love her and trust her but I also need people to make sure I stay normal and give them no reason to haul me off. I think Purpura could do that job as chaperone and wapper. I know I could get her to go if I offered her a build a bear.
I have issues with authority. As a kid maybe 12 she would threaten to call the nut farm, pollice etc. Once in a fight a door to door sales man knocked on the door and she said she had called the police. The first 35 years were under threats that my father would come down on me. Thus I am thinking that is going to be one trigger for a shut down.
I appreciate the encouragement and I really need to go back and have fun instead of playing games all day. I could use the fresh air, socialization, being spoiled by CMs who treat you like you are their best guest, and exercise. I used to walk a mile or more in pin trading and doing rides.
I miss the CMs who treated you right even if it was cheap toy you were buying or one piece of candy. There was the two men and a women who every Friday or was it Saturday night would talk with me. Even hurt I would push myself a bit to do things like Splash Mountain but I paid for that, ouch.
Church gave up on me when mom got sick. They fixed the house but never could understand that I was not a normal person. She knew about my depression and did nothing. I had to try so hard to fit their mold and I lvoe and miss the church but I am born with a miswired brain to a mother who is highly sensitive and very close to the spectrum.
Thank for the support.
Hugs MainStreeter and thanks for the ideas.