After getting up, I took my morning medicine and managed to have a proper wash. I also dressed in neat clothes, because I would see my mother today and she is really scrupulous about the way I dress.
I went to visit Amos Anderson art museum, there was a new exhibition. It was really intriguing.
Once back home, I didn’t really feel like doing anything, so I decided to take a nap. I didn’t feel like doing housework or listening to music.
Later the day I had to go to the family group.
I took a train east, and called the parish worker whom I have met earlier. We agreed to meet tomorrow at five o’clock in the evening so we can talk about my life, and stuff.
Once at the psychiatric center, I was glad to notice that being transferred to the daylight savings time had not disturbed the group; everyone was there, and my mother arrived later.
They served satsumas and Karelian pies, and I also got a few cups of coffee.
Today’s subject was “hope instead of shame”, and we talked about lots of positive things and what makes us happy, and stuff.
Me and my mother took the same train to west, I went to the shopping center to look at Xmas stuff and potential gifts for my friends.
Once back home, I still didn’t feel like doing anything, even if there were lots to do.
I listened to some music and ironed the laundry. I kept the balcony door and kitchen window open, because the iron made the air steamy and humid. I also took out the trash.
Tomorrow I will go visit my mother, she will give me the weekly allowance. Then I will go to the natatorium, and try to swim for at least 150 meters.
In the evening I will go to the parish to have a talk with the parish worker, whom I have known for a while. I don’t think I will go to the youth group, I don’t have enough time.