The Power of Communication

I am not really sure if I am happier today than the first day here. That day I talked for the first time. (I am so happy today that it might even top that day!) Today the talking took the form of self-advocacy. It needed to happen. The fact is I can make decisions for myself because I am totally cognitively intact. All of us should be given as much autonomy as possible.

I struggle with episodes of extreme dysregulation. I cannot help it. The episodes are awful and can last hours. I wanted to see the psychiatrist so many Mouth to Handers are seeing; he has helped so many of us. Thanks to a totally awesome laminated piece of paper with the alphabet on it, I could discuss this with my parents. 
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I have to say, I can’t get over the difference in my life since I first walked into this place. The cat’s meow is my ability to discuss things now. I love this place.