I don't need to be told, and you don't think the way I do. My hair grows back quick, and teasing does not bother me. What does is how I look, and the fact that it inhibits my ability to get a job. I thought I could deal with it, and I could, at least emotionally.
Just to show you I am not dumb, nor is my excutive function amiss like my therapist says, I have a plan. I am going to prioritize the bills, get funding help, and get a job for a small increase in total income. Then when everything is all organized, I shall precede to impliment my scheduel that I have came up for college. I will be looking into to some funding, to be more precise. I see now that I can, so I will stop ignoring the bills. I was trying to enjoy what I had, for I did not see a way out, untill now. I am very aware how mood effects one's perspective.
This is what happens when you imagine yourself stronger, you tend to get better. Yes, slowly but shirely, you get better. I imagine something, and It basically tells my brain what I want it to do. I also have to believe its going to happen. I am hopeful, that is what, and it does seem to happening just like I asked it to be. I have made alot of progress, and to my knowlege this only works on problems that are not genetic, and if my knowlege is correct, AS is such. There is a first time for everything, ha hah! Yes, it worked!
