It’s been awhile since I have popped on here. Moving has been more challenging than I had originally thought. Between not having my furniture show up, the stress of trying to find thrift stores for furniture, and having lots of self doubting moments, it’s been a struggle. I am beginning to think I made the wrong decision, but my saving grace is that I still have the house I moved from. Turns out that the memories that I was trying to run away from so I could process, are the very same ones I miss. I am writing through tears, so I apologize if I am forgetting words or how to spell them.
I joined a watercolor group down here, they meet once a week, I have only been once. It’s hard to push yourself to socialize and talk to new people when you have autism.
I miss painting, and I need more storage for my paint room here, it’s also much smaller than in my other house. It just doesn’t feel like home here😥
I will try to be more active on here, but I haven’t been feeling creative lately.
Love you all.