My Time at a Social Program

 Yesterday night, i was driven by my mom to this program, it was an autism social skills program with 5, me included, members in total. It had a rough start, but it was not cancelled or we did not miss it entirely.

Let me elaborate on my time there. 

At 5:30 AM, we walked up this industrial building close to multiple factories and other autism services, and we tried to find the exact door. For a while there, we sat down by a door that had their service's name plastered on the front after i had rung the bell.

For a while, nobody answered because we didn't know it then but that was not the correct door, so obviously no one really had reached us for a while. I'm ashamed to admit that it was enough to almost make me crash out, as in have a meltdown, but i was saved when someone walked by and finally recognized me. 

Finally inside the place, another member met us and she recognized my mom because she was a worker at a daycare that i went to when i was a baby. The two discussed things, including my age of diagnosis, while i was with the main facilitator and we toured the small place. It was an office building so there was a lot of administrative offices within therapies rooms. 

We ended up at the conference room for the main session, which i was told was music therapy, when everyone came and the social program started. It was rare because the majority of the group members were girls, all of who were all teenagers. We had a lot of fun when we started to practice various instruments the music therapist brought with her, including turns with using the guitar.

That was an hour long, and it seemed to have ended so fast. Time sped right by while we were having a ton of fun.

Later on, the session was simply a break time for us as we all decided to relax; Doing our own activities, i personally read their books on autism. The others indulged in their favourite activities until the session ended and we had to get picked up.

I am very happy with the group and am very excited for next week where we watch the Minecraft Movie.

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