Greetings, fellow Aspies!
I haven't posted anything on wrongplanet.net for at least a couple years. What's on my mind right now is getting my own place to live. That's what I want more than anything. I'm living in this place for people with mental health disorders called Grasmere Place. The people here drive me crazy! Yeah, I know they're mentally ill, so maybe I should try to put myself in their shoes. I'm normal compared to a lot of them. I've been living there almost a year now. I was recently approved for Social Security benefits and now, for some reason, I'm worried that I won't get my check. The people at Grasmere are going to take most of it anyway, leaving me with only $30 a month. Well, that's better than nothing. The holidays have been taking their toll on me, too. This is the worst time of year for my depression. It seems like the closer Christmas gets, the more depressed I get. Why is that? Isn't Christmas supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year?
Something else that's been bothering me is that this guy I got involved with won't stop drinking alcohol. I'm not so involved with him anymore because of it, but I'm starting to wonder if he's turning into an alcoholic like me. He drinks every evening (not the hard stuff, just strong beer with 8% alcohol by volume) and has said that he "needs" it. Does that make him an alcoholic? Ok, well I'm about out of time with my computer session here at the library, so bye bye for now. Jolly bah humbug to everyone!