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<![CDATA[MOUTH TO HAND LEARNING CENTER - Miracles]]>Fri, 07 Aug 2026 22:02:10 -0400Weebly<![CDATA[OCD is Hell]]>Thu, 18 Jun 2026 18:07:06 GMThttps://www.mouthtohandlearning.com/miracles/ocd-is-hellI have to begin to control my OCD. I hate certainly having it control me. Being that, I believe, almost everyone here has OCD, you’d think there’d be treatments available. It is really horrible to be at the mercy of these compulsions. It’s like I can’t stop them no matter how hard I try. Why has the compulsion to pee taken over my brain? Why that? I don’t actually need to pee. It’s infuriating.

All of my friends are suffering. Why is no one trying to help us? I have so much ability and intelligence. And none of it will matter if I need to spend my life in the bathroom.

]]><![CDATA[The Secret]]>Thu, 28 May 2026 20:31:52 GMThttps://www.mouthtohandlearning.com/miracles/the-secretI have been thinking about how much other people’s attitudes toward us influences our behavior. This week it really hit home. My old aide came to Mouth to Hand. It was not a good experience for me. Because she sees me as cognitive impaired, she treats me like I am an idiot. She yells at me all the time and threatens punishments. All that does is make me worse because it makes the OCD worse.

It is humiliating.

That is the easiest way to whack us out - yelling at us.

It strikes me that I can control myself so much more when I’m happy. That’s the secret sauce. I am happy here at Mouth to Hand most of all, so typically I am pretty good. Even when I’m loud here, no one yells. Mostly Judy just laughs at my antics.

So that’s the secret to helping us: have fun.

]]><![CDATA[Heaven]]>Thu, 12 Mar 2026 18:03:40 GMThttps://www.mouthtohandlearning.com/miracles/heavenI always love laughing with my friends. After all, people need friendship as much as they need air or water. All my life, before Mouth to Hand, I wanted friends. It was sometimes unbearably lonely. Love is our normal state, and people mostly not only do not love us, they fear us. Agonizing for us, to feel that fear.

And now here comes Mouth to Hand, where we are not only not feared, but adored. Already, as I approach the Center, I start to feel overwhelming emotions. I am joyful, and almost giddy. I am excited, and filled with love. I can’t wait for Judy to fiercely threaten me if I dare to fart.

This place is like a heaven to me.

]]><![CDATA[My Transformation]]>Thu, 04 Dec 2025 18:38:04 GMThttps://www.mouthtohandlearning.com/miracles/my-transformationI am becoming a gentleman. If I act like a slob, Judy kicks my ass. It all started with her fart ban. No farts allowed in class. Then gas was forbidden in oral form too.
Holy Toledo, she is strict!

Now she is working on goober-hawking. That is one of my signature moves. No one hawks up goobers like me.

So if I can’t hawk up goobers or belch or fart…who am I?

I am having an identity crisis.

I guess I am going to have to reinvent myself. Gentleman Matt will hold the door open for ladies and say, “Yes, indeed, I would like a cup of tea” and “These crumpets are delectable.” I will spell with a British accent. And yes, that is zed, not zee.

As I typed this, I felt the need to pass gas (or should I say wind?) But Judy’s judgemental evil eye is on me, so I am holding it in. I have hawked up the occasional goober, but I am a work in progress.

It is hard work, this metamorphosis, but I shall overcome.

P.s. I just learned that I can no longer enjoy the smell of my feet. This whole gentleman thing is really, really hard.

]]><![CDATA[An Uphill Trend]]>Thu, 02 Oct 2025 17:49:48 GMThttps://www.mouthtohandlearning.com/miracles/an-uphill-trendI am abnormal. I am personally different even among nonspeakers. Few of us are as certain that reality is changing for us. It feels certain that we are more and more in a time of transition. I am of the opinion that people are starting to believe in our intelligence. My attitude about my prospects improves as that belief grows. Already my family believes in me: belief spreads belief.

Growing up, no one believed in me. Now they do. If every nonspeaker converts 10 speakers into believers, there’d be a critical mass in no time. I am feeling positive, seeing people change their minds.

Almost everyone who has seen me type is in the Matt Bahani fan club.

]]><![CDATA[Me Talking]]>Thu, 28 Aug 2025 17:51:33 GMThttps://www.mouthtohandlearning.com/miracles/me-talkingWe finished our first story in our creative writing class. Talking is not just about conversation. Talking is not just about requesting things or answering questions. Talking is also about creative expression.

All my life, before Mouth to Hand, was spent inside my own mind. There was no poetry or stories or music there. All there was was loneliness…and anger, more often than not. But now there are ideas and thoughts and the desire to learn.

In our story we wrote of a western town which harbored an outlaw. Writing it was the most fun thing I’ve ever done. A year ago I could not have imagined such a thing. But look where talking has gotten me!

(TO READ THE STORY, CLICK HERE!)

]]><![CDATA[Today]]>Thu, 19 Jun 2025 17:52:41 GMThttps://www.mouthtohandlearning.com/miracles/todayToday, seeing Judy, I am certainly the most happy person on earth. I am beyond grateful to my Mom, who never gave up on me. Two years ago I couldn’t talk; now I am going to start in a creative writing group in two weeks. Judy and Laurie saved me. They believed in me when no one else did. That’s the thing I keep thinking about: you need to have people who believe in you to succeed.

No one ever believed in me before.

But now, here I sit, writing this. Who ever said miracles can’t happen?

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