Tag: coping
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Am I totally normal?
I went on a trip to Oxford. Is that a normal thing to do 4 days after one receives a message about their mum death? Well, I don’t know, but I guess as I’m autistic, I can’t be normal, can I? I first went to that Lebanon restaurant called Comptoir Lebanais, it’s a place full…
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Can blogging be solution to my every problem (I’m not a loser from Eastern Europe)
Well, I am from Eastern Europe, definitely, but I’m not a loser, does that make sense? And yet, some people treat me like one. Don’t get me wrong, most British people are lovely, but not all. Some ask strange questions like for example ‘How come you have two bedroom flat if you’re single?’ They’re not…
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I feel incredibly sad (also, how to have casual sex if you’re autistic)
I have a feeling that I already made a post with this title but then I can’t come up with anything else – I do feel incredibly sad. The last couple of days I was so focused that it was almost like being in a trance – I didn’t do anything except of thinking what…
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I feel emotional
I’m back in my B&B after spending most of the day outside. Weymouth is beautiful. I had loads of walks, ate cake for lunch and drank large glass of wine in the afternoon. It was a good day overall. I may go out later again to get something to eat but it depends on how…
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Croissants and yoghurt (what will I eat tomorrow?)
Ok, so I’m in Portland after the first day of my training for live in care job and I’m having second thoughts. That’s how it often works for me: I don’t know how I feel about something till I’m just about to do it. As I mentioned on the blog I used to really like…
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I’m in Portland!
I finally got in! At 8pm, which is 6 and half an hour after I left home. I had a little stopover in Bath Spa as my train from Swindon was delayed and I missed my connection to Weymouth by 3 minutes! I had to wait 2 hours for another train. As annoying as it…
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Work training (and dodgy Booking.com host)
I’m going for my work training next week. The training is in Portland which is a small town in Dorset and the closest train station is Weymouth. Training takes place on Tuesday and Wednesday so I have to go there on Monday as I wouldn’t be able to get there on Tuesday morning, it is…
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I’m not cut out to be a home owner
I’m sorry, but that’s how I feel. After a gas engineer vist, who was, I presume, form the council, it turned out that my gas meter testing nipple is broken and therefore the meter can’t be switched back on. I didn’t even know that meters have testing nipples! More over, the lady I was speaking…
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