The beginning of 2009 I was so bored at work working at the country and in suites I started building matchstick models, I put plastic models together, and I started doing cross stitching just to help pass the time.
Early summer saw a blind therapist, I thought seeing someone couldn’t see me, would prevent someone from pre-judging me by my looks.
I was seeing therapists at BHN right before this, but no one ever listened to what I was saying or paid attention for that matter. I honestly can't think of one therapist who has ever truly helped me come to any realizations at all. lol
This summer I left BHN and went back to the same building on Maple Street in Springfield that I saw therapists as the child, in 2nd, 3rd, 4th, and 5th grade.
I can't recall exactly what put that thought into my head, maybe someone told me "I'm a good looking guy" and "I shouldn't have these issues", lol either way something got me thinking, if I could find some that doesn't have a clue what I look like, they might actually listen to me for once, since I felt like I had a lot to say, yet no one ever actually listened. I'm not sure how many visits I went to, but this woman didn't understand me at all.
I felt desperate at this point, the erectile dysfunction was driving me nuts, lol I don't know how I found a blind therapist, but I asked around and eventually found this woman that was at the same Maple Street location I went as a child.
I tried as hard as I could to make this work. But I felt like she wanted me to think about things that had absolutely no relevance to what I was trying to figure out.
I remember feeling really stupid talking to this blind woman as well, she would ask me to stare at the wall, clear my mind, then try to focus on nothing, it would never bring me any closer to any of the issues I was trying to address. I remember my mind racing out of control, thinking to myself, what is this going to solve? So I kept looking, I never wanted to give up on myself and moved on to the Griswold center in Palmer.
Saturday April 18th did the Westfield wild water canoe races my brother and Joe Ferrero got first place in the Coleman class and I got 4th place with Dennis Olisky
May 19, 2009
Picture below is of a baby goose that I caught, I never miss the opportunity to chase down baby geese and take a picture. lol They're super soft and feel like they'd be snuggly, I don't know when I started doing this, but I love it. lol
June
Vermont with my dad by the river we saw these butterfly's
June 10 found baby raccoons in the street at work. One girl thought she heard screaming and it was these little guys.
I ran into my cousin Kenny, his two sons and his best friend Shawn at the Big E, it was great seeing him, I hadn't seen him since his last band jig.
JJ and I were walking west on the road with the shops, we were heading towards the state buildings. I remember feeling like crap, but I perked right up when I saw him. Kenny was the same as I remembered him, warm, inviting. Granted he was my younger cousin, but I never got the impression that he judged me for any of the things I had been through, we just never got a chance to talk about anything, it never came up and we just stopped talking when things with the family became strained,
There area picture of me in Vermont with a pillow over my head sleeping in my dad's trailer, I also remember laying in field this summer or fall, a remember I was dating JJ, I remember I wanted to hangout with my da, I wanted to look for shooting stars together, but he told me to go watch alone, he gave me a pair of binoculars, and then I laid out there and had an anxiety attack. lol
I went to Texas and then when I got home I started working for that Connecticut group home
2009 Ct group home 2009
December 22 Dom falls in stream
Medications for the year.



































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