#WeekendCoffeeShare (August 21, 2026)

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Hi everyone. I’m once again joining in with #WeekendCoffeeShare. I just had my last cup of coffee for the day. I drank it out of my 40th birthday mug. That is, one of my two 40th birthday mugs, the one with the unicorn. I also had a slice of homemade cake with it. There’s still some cake left. Let’s have a drink and let’s catch up.

If we were having coffee, first I’d talk about the weather. Was it seriously blazing hot last week? Now the daytime temperature barely gets above 20°C and it’s been raining most of the week. I tell myself it’s good for nature and at least it’s better than the tropical temps we used to have.

If we were having coffee, next I’d share that I’m still going strong with my movement goal on my Apple Watch. Yesterday I just about met it because it had been raining all day. I did try to do some stretching and other non-cardio exercise yesterday and today. Boy, does one of the probably rather weak muscles in my upper arm hurt now!

If we were having coffee, then I’d tell you that I did several culinary activities again over the week. On Wednesday, I made another vegan curry. I forgot to take a picture, but it was very tasty.

Yesterday, a staff wanted to make overnight oats because it’s in my day schedule. That day schedule is one thing that needs to be looked at before I move, but that’s a topic for another post. Let’s just say activity-based planning doesn’t work the way I’d envisioned it. Anyway, I said I wanted to make homemade granola. I pulled out a recipe, but didn’t know that there were annoying ads in the way that made it hard for the staff to read the recipe. Plus, this staff rarely cooks or bakes. Thankfully, another staff was able to step in, though it took me having a meltdown and the first staff restraining me before this happened. I finally did make the granola.

The staff apparently got interested, because today when he was assigned to me again and it was too rainy to go outside, he proposed to do a baking activity. We went into the storage room to look for ingredients and asked a more culinary savvy staff for advice. That’s how we got to baking the aforementioned cake. The original recipe called for vanilla, but we didn’t have that on hand, so I improvised and added cinnamon instead. The cake was good, though it was a little too dry for my liking.

If we were having coffee, I’d also tell you that I’ve been hyperfocusing on more fancy things to cook and bake too. For example, earlier in the week or maybe it was last week when making the vegan mango mousse, I found a recipe for a vegan and gluten-free cake. Yesterday, a staff tried to order the ingredients so that I could bake it tomorrow, but the online grocery store the care home orders from didn’t have most of what we needed. That led to a drive to the next town (like I said, it was raining all day, so no bike ride) for the needed ingredients.

Then of course I already baked a cake today. Besides, the one I originally wanted to make tomorrow could best be prepared in a food processor and I still don’t have one. I thought of ordering one yesterday, because Bol delivers the next day, but the day center which serves as the institution’s package collection point was closed today. For this reason, I decided to postpone baking the fancy cake. Thankfully, all ingredients have a long shelf life.

If we were having coffee, finally I’d share that there’s no progress on the moving front yet. I met with the behavior specialist again on Monday to discuss some concerns. This was a good meeting. Mainly, she reassured me that I’m not required to accept whatever new place the bureaucrats decide will be suitable. Like, obviously I can’t turn down a place because of a minor detail (I always jokingly use the color of the carpet as an example), but so far all the criteria I’ve specified sound reasonable to her.

#WeekendCoffeeShare (August 14, 2026)

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Hi everyone on this blazing hot Friday. I’m joining #WeekendCoffeeShare again. It’s 7:30PM as I start typing this post, so I’ve had my last cup of coffee for the day and will likely be off for a bit before publishing this post to have my evening soft drink and chips. Let’s have a drink and let’s catch up.

If we were having coffee, first I’d talk about the weather. Oh, I already disclosed that it’s blazing hot again. We’re on our fifth local heatwave this summer if I’m correct. Today, the daytime high was 36°C. Tomorrow we’re going to have a daytime high of “only” 27°C but it’s going to get humid. I always said summer is my favorite season, but now I’m pretty sure it’s not.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I’m still meeting my movement goal on my Apple Watch each day this month so far despite the heat. One reason though is the fact that, yesterday, I rode the side-by-side bike to the next town despite it being at least 30°C. That, honestly, was a stupid decision.

If we were having coffee, then I’d share that I did quite a lot of culinary activities this past week. I finally made iced tea on Monday after having bought loose-leaf green tea on Sunday. I also made a smoothie yesterday and made a tuna salad on Wednesday. No picture, because when it was on my plate, I’d just had an argument with my best friend over my choice to eat dead animals again and this caused me to feel so bad that I didn’t feel like taking a picture. The reason she was upset, by the way, wasn’t necessarily the fact that I eat meat (though that’s a valid reason for her, being a vegan, too), but the fact that I’d told her a few months ago that I would be trying to go vegan when creating my own meals and she felt that I’d lied about my intentions. I hadn’t, but my method of “trying” felt insincere to her. Thankfully, we resolved the argument eventually.

Today, I did create a vegan dessert. I used mango, silken tofu and agave syrup. The staff who helped me make it, didn’t like the strong soy tang,, but I surprisingly didn’t mind. I didn’t particularly like the texture though, which is one more reason I really need to get a food processor.

Mango mousse

If we were having coffee, I’d share that there isn’t any news on the moving front and my Care and Force Act plans probably won’t be fully ready for a couple of weeks at least. After all, both my assigned staff and support coordinator are off until late August and the behavior specialist will be off right after them.

Speaking of which, somehow the orienting of a new staff got messed up yet again this week. My support coordinator had initially said that this staff would be oriented to the activities and ADLs and then we’d evaluate to see if she needed more orienting. A few weeks ago, she told me that the orienting to the activities would be postponed but there wouldn’t be an evaluation after her orientation to my ADLs. This reeks of the one chance policy and I’m horribly upset about it. On top of that, at the last moment the person doing the orienting got switched. Yes, again! I wouldn’t even have found out if I hadn’t inquired about it myself this afternoon. It went kind of okay, but this whole thing still frustrates me to no end.

Now the new staff is an experienced worker, but I have had similar problems with student staff. In late August, a new student staff will start working here and, though my support coordinator thinks she shouldn’t be oriented to me at first, some staff disagree. Besides, if she doesn’t get oriented to me during her introductory time here and the powers-that-be decide later on that she needs to work with me anyway, will we have the same issue we had with the last student as well as with the currently orienting staff, ie. that she isn’t working as an extra anymore? I have absolutely no trust in this entire process.

I’ll sign off now, because I sense that if I continue this will end up being a negative rant again. I’m going to have a cup of green tea now.

Spoiler Alert: Disabled People Are People!: Reflections on Involuntary Care

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Hi all. As those who read my most recent post know, I had my Care and Force Act meeting yesterday. For those not familiar with this, this is the law governing when people with intellectual disability, dementia or brain injury can be subjected to “involuntary care”, such as restraint, seclusion and forced medication but also when restrictions can be placed on how a person lives their life. For example, it regulates the circumstances under which people can be prohibited from using electronics.

My own Care and Force Act plan only relates to measures like restraint, seclusion and forced medication. These three have more strict guidelines than other measures like prohibiting someone from using electronics. With these, it’s always “involuntary care” regardless of whether the person shows resistance or not. This is actually a reason I recently found out that my antidepressant prescription is “involuntary care”, because it does not follow medical protocols on when it should and should not be prescribed. This does not mean I will go off of it, by the way.

The meeting with the client confidante and my home’s behavior specialist went pretty well. I attended it without a staff, because at the last moment the staff who could attend it with me was switched and I didn’t like the one they assigned me.

The confidante however was quite critical, which I liked but the behavior specialist didn’t. There are three plans involving restrictive measures, all within the stricter category: two for restraint and one for seclusion. The one on my antidepressant hasn’t been written yet. I had E-mailed the behavior specialist in advance with a lot of feedback on the plans. Particularly, they were far too generic. For example, it is written in them that I can be restrained when in “high distress” and that this will prevent me becoming physically aggressive towards staff. The first part of this statement is horribly nonspecific and the second is frankly wrong: I actually rarely if ever become physical when not being restrained and the order is reversed, in that I am restrained first for verbal irritability and this leads to furhter aggression from me.

The behavior specialist got quite uncomfortable with the critical comments from the confidante. After all, she pretty much told it like it is: if I were to file a complaint, there’d likely be several grounds for it being upheld. She also quite clearly said that restraining or secluding someone without a proper plan is deprivation of liberty. I liked this validation, because it shows that well, just because I’m a client doesn’t mean the staff can do as they please. Actually, when the behavior specialist claimed this side of the home being locked isn’t for me (which I frankly believe isn’t true), the confidante quite bluntly suggested I get a key. This is unrealistic in my opinion, but it does show that staff can’t randomly be locking people in just for the sake of it.

Today, I had a horrible argument with the staff who’d been initially assigned to attend the meeting with me. It wasn’t even about me: another resident had eloped and she was threatening to refuse him access to his electronics after he was taken back here. I didn’t actually want to go into this client’s situation, as it’s honestly none of my business. All I wanted to do is raise awareness of the fact that just because someone is intellectually disabled doesn’t mean they don’t get to live their life as they want. This particular staff has a rather ableist attitude towards care, literally having told me that she gets to decide most things about me because she’s the staff. The reason for this comment was my telling her that we were going to take a shorter walk than she wanted. This is another example of the not-so-strict measures, because deciding that I have to take a certain walk is restricting me from living the way I want to live. Not that this particular situation would’ve been one I’d make a fuss of if not for the fact that I was literally in pain and had already been going on two longer walks that day.

Unfortunately, the Care and Force Act is a bit vague in terms of what does and does not count as involuntary care. For example, a home’s front door being locked at night doesn’t necessarily count, because it is not disproportionate and affects every client equally. That being said, there is some push towards open doors and I can see why. After all, like I said when a staff used as a reason for the front door being locked at all times that regular front doors are locked too, regular house residents have a key.

After digesting the meeting, I E-mailed the behavior specialist that I understand that it takes quite a drastic attitude change to actually fully validate this home’s client’s rights and that I don’t expect this to happen overnight (or before I move out of here). I however do want to make sure that we’re making progress and at the very least it doesn’t get worse.

July 2026 In Review

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Hi everyone. It’s the last day of the month and this means it’s time for my monthly recap. July was most of all a hot month weather-wise. It had its highs and lows, but wasn’t as eventful as May or June had been. I consider that an okay thing.

The first half of the month was an uncertain time. I learned in mid-June that I was going to be moving out of this care home, but wasn’t sure of the details. I mean, for all I knew, I could be kicked out to a crisis unit or onto the streets.

It didn’t help that my aggressive behavior got a bit worse in early July. I had another major incident on July 10, in which among other things I told a staff she’d be facing a complaint. I never followed through, because she backed down with her restraint quite quickly. Later, I was told that the way the situation escalated would’ve in fact warranted me being restrained. I’m not entirely sure how much my support coordinator, who told me this, knew about the order of events, because well cause and effect were reversed: I spiraled out of control after the staff tried to restrain me, not the other way around. This particular staff has quite a harsh support approach, so I maintain that it need not have escalated into a restraint-worthy situation.

I will finally have a meeting to discuss my Care and Force Act plan on August 10. My support coordinator will be off work then, but the behavior specialist will attend, as will an independent client confidante. I will hopefully be able to make it crystal clear then that restraint is not a way to de-escalate a situation for me nor is it something that’ll teach me a lesson. Rather, its purpose is solely to keep me from causing significant harm to myself or others.

On July 16, I finally met with the behavior specialist, team leader and my support coordinator and assigned staff to discuss my moving out of this care home. It turned out that there are no plans of single-handedly terminating my care. As I read my housing profile, which will be sent on to the care finding people, I did realize that for some staff, the situation is however rather urgent. It isn’t like this surprises me, but it does kind of contradict the rather fluffy letter I received from the behavior specialist on July 16.

Today, I received a phone call from independent client support. The agency the substitute behavior specialist had recommended, didn’t feel like they could help me, but the one with the client confidante on involuntary care did. I was happy to find out that the same client supporter I’d spoken with several years ago regarding my move from the intensive support home to my current care home, was able to pick up my case.

In other news, today my now ex-wife and I received the letter that our divorce has been finalized. This means we’ll probably soon be talking selling the house. Otherwise, it doesn’t change much.

Over the month of July, I did engage in a few crafty and culinary activities. On Wednesday, I cooked the absolute blandest pasta pesto ever. I cooked it for my fellow residents too, but was so underwhelmed with the result myself that I didn’t even care to ask whether the others liked it. This did motivate me to learn more about the details of cooking beyond blindly following recipes.

Care Professionals’ Behaviors That Anger Me

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Hi everyone. Today in her Sunday Poser, Sadje asks what angers us about other people’s behavior. I’m going to list some things that anger me about care professionals’ behavior specifically. Here goes.

  1. Care providers claiming they have clients’ best interest in mind. Of course, sometimes they do, but in reality, they have many more people’s interests to take into account. It isn’t feasible for a care provider to only have the client’s best interest in mind, of course, because well the client isn’t alone in this world. That’s life for everyone. But not acknowledging that it’s worse in care settings, is one reason staff continue to abuse their powers.
  2. Assuming clients are manipulative. I’m truly unsure of how this belief comes about. I have an inkling that most people in positions of power are at least somewhat manipulative themselves and it’s projecting their own actions onto others that causes them to assume clients are manipulating.
  3. Staff ignoring impairments that aren’t glaringly obvious. In my case, this is everything except for my blindness and, well, even that gets ignored at times.
  4. Professionals deciding what a “meaningful life” is for clients. There’s this support method for people with challenging behavior called Triple-C. In theory, it looks great, because the focus is on clients’ needs for trust, connection and a meaningful life rather than on the challenging behavior itself. However, it becomes harmful when it’s misused by staff to dictate what a meaningful life is like for clients. The words “normal life”and “meaningful life” are used almost interchangeably by certain people proclaiming to use this method. It’s not even wrong in itself, but it does become problematic when staff decide what a client’s priorities in this “normal life” should be.
  5. Care providers misusing the fact that they don’t scream at/hit/otherwise abuse clients as a reason why the client shouldn’t be displaying challenging behavior. I always respond by telling staff that I don’t drag them to another room when they’re annoying me either, so why do they do this to me?
  6. Care providers purposefully limiting clients’ choices just for the sake of it. I mean, yes, no-one has full control over how they live their lives, but it’s a lot worse in care settings and not because it should be.
  7. Care providers randomly invading clients’ spaces and treating the client’s space like their own home. For example, I still have to make most staff aware of the fact that they don’t get to randomly open and close my doors and windows without my permission. Yes, they can ask whether they can do this and I’ll usually give them permission when they explain why, but this isn’t their own space. Similarly, random staff blocking my way out of my room without it being a Care and Force Act agreement just because “they have to support me”, angers me to no end.
  8. Staff being overly friendly when we’ve just met. “Hi Astrid, how are you?” without even saying their name first. This is a relatively minor annoyance compared to the others, but in the intensive support home I’ve refused a temp worker entry to my room because he introduced himself as “your staff”. These are, interestingly, also usually staff who claim to like working with me even though they barely know me. They’ll ask a ton of questions but not disclose anything about themselves. Creepy!

All of these things boil down to staff not realizing (or not caring) that professionalism isn’t the same as being authoritarian. This distinction is incredibly hard to explain. For example, I’ve been to several staff’s homes and none of these staff I considered to be creepy. I think a staff who is overly businesslike can be as annoying as a staff who is overly amicable. Usually, interestingly, the bad kind of staff combine the two.

Crafting Lately: A Unicorn and Another “Cheer Up Frog”

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Hi everyone. It’s nearly 11PM as I type this and I originally didn’t intend on writing a blog post today. Then, however, I learned that WordPress is intending on phasing out the classic editor (thanks Di for the heads-up) I almost exclusively use the classic editor, so I’m, well, quite a bit upset. Now I’m having to learn not only to write blog posts without using my Braille display, but also in the dreaded block editor. I could turn this into a challenge though and see what I can still do. For this reason, I’m writing a post in the block editor. And to make it extra challenging, I’m writing a crafty post, so that I’ll have to include images.

In truth, I haven’t been all that crafty lately. However, last week, a new staff was being oriented to me. The regular staff accompanying her is a great crafter, so I made use of this fact and decided to do polymer clay again. I started out making a unicorn. It’s the same style I usually use, but I did get compliments on the color combination, which I chose. The body is done using Fimo Soft in the color pastel vanilla and the horn, mane and tail are done using Fimo soft in the color pastel peach. The unicorn has a decorative flower on its side in the color pastel light pink, but I don’t think the picture captures it.

This unicorn, I did mostly with help from the regular staff while the new one was watching. Then, I made another little sculpture together with the new staff. I wasn’t too inspired, so chose the “cheer up frog”. For those who don’t know, I make frog figures for people who need a little cheering because they’re on sick leave or for another reason could use a little reminder of the good things in life. The Dutch word for “cheer up” is derived from the Dutch word for “frog”.

I added a decorative clover figure to its belly, but in hindsight could’ve gone with a larger size. My best friend also commented that the standard tropical green gets a little boring. One thing I did to challenge myself is to add seed beads to the eyes rather than my standard black dots.

I thoroughly enjoyed working with polymer clay. However, now that I’m sharing these on the blog, I’m struggling to put the blocks in the right order. Ugh, this is definitely a learning curve! And now it’s past midnight, so I’ll have to figure out whether I want to publish this post on Monday or change the publication date. And by the way, it looks like the images are somehow hidden behind my text. This definitely sucks!

#WeekendCoffeeShare (June 13, 2026)

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Hi everyone. I’m once again joining #WeekendCoffeeShare. It’s 7:40PM as I start typing this post, so I’ll soon take a break for my evening soft drink and chips. I made a smoothie for myself and my fellow residents about an hour ago. It was good. I used frozen mango, pear, flaxseed and soy milk. Feel free to grab a virtual cup yourself (I’m pretty sure the real smoothie has all been consumed). Let’s have a drink and let’s catch up.

If we were having coffee, first I’d talk about the weather. For most of the week, we had daytime temperatures around 18°C. We also had rain, wind and some thunderstorms.

If we were having coffee, next I’d tell you that this week, the institution’s four-day evening walking event was held. That is, two out of four walks were canceled because of a code yellow weather warning for thunderstorms. On Thursday and Friday, the walk did go on, but we were soaked in rain on Thursday.

If we were having coffee, I’d share that I’m still going strong with my movement goal on my Apple Watch despite the weather. I’m not meeting my exercise goal each day, as sometimes the weather only permits one short walk, but apparently it’s still easy enough to burn 300 active calories each day. I am currently only 1kg overweight, by the way, which is why it kind of surprises me I still meet my goal relatively easily.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you my week has been hard in other respects. Early in the week, I needed support during the night, waited patiently for a staff to make his way from the main building to me only to find out later on he’d been spending ten minutes putting away dangerous objects from the living room before seeing me even though there hadn’t been a reason to think I’d use them. I heard him rummaging about in the living room, so asked what was going on, thinking maybe it was a fellow client. He said it’d been him, the night staff. “And it’s night, so please go to sleep.”

A few nights ago, I did go to the kitchen and pulled out scissors but didn’t use them. This prompted the night staff to request the kitchen be locked at night again because of the time it takes the staff to make their way here. This request could’ve been reasonable (if a little overboard), if not for the fact that the kitchen only has a gate, not a full-size door. This means I can easily climb over the gate using a chair, causing a fall risk that in my opinion outweighs the risk of me self-harming using one of the objects in the kitchen. Besides, if you want to eliminate every risk of a client self-harming, well, you’d need to drug them up and tie them down. This question, whether clients need to be kept safe from harm at any cost, has been on my mind a lot. As much as I cling to life itself though, surviving is meaningless if my quality of life is poor.

This same issue came up on Wednesday when I saw the physical therapist. She’d recommended I start using a rollator walker. I’m not altogether against it, although I did say so when she came by with it, but that’s more because she claims she won’t do anything for me unless I start using the walker. The reason I’m leaning towards rejecting it for now is the fact that with it being incompatible with a white cane, it’d lead to even further dependence on non-disabled people than I already experience. I know it’d theoretically at least cause me to walk more safely, but the only times I’ve fallen over the past year have been times I didn’t wear my orthopedic footwear for one reason or another (usually because it was at the repair shop yet again). The physical therapist keeps saying nothing can be improved about the footwear, promised me an extra pair of shoes but never got to actually making sure I’d get one and is now saying I shouldn’t walk as much as I do. She isn’t giving me any alternatives to walking either. This and other things make me believe the professionals’ feelings about risk are more important than my feelings about my quality of life.

If we were having coffee, I’d share that I’m stressing quite a bit over the divorce. The final appointment with the mediator was supposed to be last Tuesday but got postponed a week for practical reasons. I’ll also have a meeting with the client confidante, my assigned staff and the behavior specialist on the same day. I try to separate the divorce from my care situation. However, the fact remains I’ll be literally homeless without the care home from this coming Tuesday on.

If we were having coffee, finally I’d share that I was on the phone with my wife between my evening soft drink and finishing this post. I told her I’d been making smoothies. Then we got talking about blogs. My wife joked that mine isn’t juicy enough for the divorce mediator to read, so I replied that I’d have to share smoothie recipes to make it juicier. That made her laugh out loud.

#WeekendCoffeeShare (June 6, 2026)

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Hi everyone. I’m joining #WeekendCoffeeShare again. I just had my evening coffee and will probably take a break from writing this post to have my soft drink and chips at 8PM. Feel free to grab a cup of your favorite beverage and let’s chat.

If we were having coffee, first I’d talk about the weather. It’s been less hot and more humid than it used to be. The daytime temperatures this week were often around 18°C and it’s been rainy. We also had quite a few thunderstorms. I’m not liking the rain and still sweating as it’s still warmer than I’d like (is this perimenopause hitting?), but I tell myself this weather’s more normal climate-wise.

If we were having coffee, I’d share that I reached a perfect month with respect to my movement ring on my Apple Watch in May. So far, I’m still meeting my goal each day, though it’s been challenging with the rain. I didn’t complete my monthly challenge for May, by the way.

If we were having coffee, I’d share that I’m still struggling with my care situation and whether it’ll actually work here or not. The behavior specialist did reassure me that they can’t kick me out even if it turns out this place can’t provide the care I need.

I was worried about being kicked out after I had several more incidents in which staff used excessive force and I was quite blunt that I won’t have to put up with it. The meeting with the care confidante has been scheduled for the 16th. The substitute behavior specialist will be gone by then and the regular one will have the meeting with us. She can be a bit, well, challenging. This caused me to feel scared that, if I put my foot down that I won’t have to deal with force unless absolutely necessary to prevent/avert serious problems, she’s going to turn it into a battle around care refusal. I had this experience before. Let’s hope the meeting goes as well as possible.

If we were having coffee, I’d share that I did have some positive experiences this past week. On Monday, my staff and I decided to take pictures on our walk on grounds. I ran them through the image description tool built into JAWS and it was really good.





On Thursday, the same staff offered to help me create a soft pastel drawing using one of my unicorn templates. I hung it onto my bathroom door, but unfortunately it crinkled when I opened the door too many times, so I removed the drawing. I did snap a picture though.

If we were having coffee, I’d share that I cooked dinner twice this week. On Wednesday, I cooked minced meat, rice and vegetables for just myself. I didn’t really enjoy it, because I’d gotten it in my head that the mince was infected with prion-borne disease. My wife, who is a vegan, isn’t the right person to comfort me in this respect (though she did try), but she is the right person to advise me on how to cut back on animal products and eat more healthfully in general.

I decided to cook a vegetarian pasta dish this Saturday. On Wednesday, I had to make a grocery list for it and I decided kind of impulsively to cook the dish for my side of the home. I cooked orzo with spinach and tomatoes. I initially thought I wouldn’t like it (don’t ask me why I picked it then), but I did and so did my fellow residents!

I just ran the photo of this dish through the image description tool and I’m not as content with the description this time.

If we were having coffee, lastly I’d share that the final meeting with the divorce mediator will be on Tuesday. I’m struggling quite a bit with the reality of my wife and I divorcing. I mean, I try to tell myself we’ll remain best friends, but I can’t just shut down my anxious attachment style.

Besides, the behavior specialist does seriously wonder whether I’m in the right care home. I did tell her that, if it turns out it’s in my best interest to move again, I don’t want to be handed over like a parcel, like I was when I left Raalte and when I came here. This does have me consider several factors involved in potential new care homes, including the distance from my best friend. Like, if the most appropriate care home for me is across the country, does this mean I’ll be all alone there? It’s all quite complicated and stressful.

May 2026 In Review

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Hi all! It’s the last day of the month and this means it’s time for my month in review. The month of May was harder than the month of April even and, if I had to summarize my attitude in one sentence, it’d be “I’ve had enough, this is the limit!”. Unfortunately, my saying that I’ve had enough, doesn’t mean people around me actually listen.

The month started with a weekend in which I experienced a major breakdown, during which I expressed quite a lot of hopelessness, leading to suicidal ideation. I expressed my despair in the living room with several other residents present. I realize this isn’t acceptable, but I can’t take full responsibility for the situation either. This among other things led the staff to decide to drag me to my room the next Monday for the crime of appearing in distress while in the living room outside of my one-on-one.

This was the final straw for me with respect to my staff disregarding my rights under the guise of my (or rather, other people’s) best interest and I decided to contact the client confidante on involuntary care. So far, even though I had the initial meeting with her three weeks ago, no luck planning a meeting with my support coordinator and behavior specialist and I doubt it’s ever going to happen. I’m currently at a very low point in my perpetually low trust of the powers-that-be. I would like to say I’ve hit rock bottom, but each time I say this, I realize things can get even worse.

All this does diminish my joy in the fun and meaningful activities I do engage in. Mind you, I still do occasionally do meaningful activities and I might start cooking for my side of the home again soon, but I doubt that with the way my staff are struggling to support me, it’s ever going to work.

My wife and I had two meetings on our divorce this month too. It’s been quite stressful even though we’re in agreement about what we want. The next meeting will be for us to sign the agreement and then our part of the process is over I think.

I’m noticing that, despite my hope of expanding my social circle this year, I’m self-isolating more. I did attend the monthly brain injury meeting this month but that’s as far as it goes. Nobody seems to want to support my hopes and dreams either and this frustrates me to no end, because with my executive dysfunction, I can’t pursue them without help.

I did start working in a neurodivergent-friendly dialectical behavior therapy workbook after I’d had the umpteenth argument with a staff. I’ve also let my support coordinator and assigned staff know I’d like to get help regulating my emotions, but I doubt it’s going to happen in a way that works for me. I mean, my staff obviously would like to see me suppress my needs and feelings again, while I do realize I need to express them less aggressively but this does mean expressing them earlier on.

A few weeks ago, the topic of whether I’m at the right care home was brought to the table yet again. I can’t shake the feeling that, so long as I haven’t become unmanageable to the staff yet, nothing will change and, if/when I do become unmanageable, I’ll be kicked right out. The higher-ups are trying to reassure me I won’t be kicked out “just like that”, but truthfully I don’t know what’d be worse: being kicked out or remaininng in my current place while nothing improves indefinitely.

#WeekendCoffeeShare (May 23, 2026)

Posted on by Astrid

Hi everyone. I’m joining #WeekendCoffeeShare again. I originally started typing this post yesterday evening but got distracted and distressed and then never finished my post. It’s now nearly 9PM on Saturday. I just had my evening soft drink but since it’s blazing hot out here, I’ll have to make sure to drink plenty of water. Let’s have a drink and let’s catch up.

If we were having coffee, first I’d expand on my comment about it being blazing hot and talk about the weather. Early in the week, the daytime temp barely got above 12°C and we had rain. On Wednesday, the daytime temperature started to rise and today it’s 30°C. I honestly don’t mind as much, although of course it still being May this makes me worried for the real summer.

If we were having coffee, then I’d share that I am still in the game for a perfect month with respect to my movement ring on my Apple Watch. April was a hard month and I didn’t meet my goal several days. This month, I’m probably not going to meet my monthly challenge goal, but at least I still have a chance at closing my movement ring each day.

Yesterday, the staff and I originally planned on riding the side-by-side bike to the nearby lake for a cup of coffee (and my favorite caramel pie). Unfortunately, the bike wouldn’t work properly so we went for a walk instead and stopped by the institution townhouse for a coffee. They sometimes offer cake too, but apparently not this time.

If we were having coffee, I’d share that I made use of both my culinary activity time slots this week. Today, I baked a banana cake. The bananas should’ve been riper, but it was okay nonetheless.

On Wednesday, I cooked a one-pot pasta dish with broccoli, chicken and pesto sauce. I’ve given up my idea of cooking vegan dinners only, because all the prep is just too hard.

Besides, the behavior specialist noticed how happy cooking for my fellow residents made me and talked to my support coordinator about it. Soon, I’ll likely have a weekly opportunity to cook for my side of the home. Whether this will be full-on dinner prep each week, will have to be decided on.

If we were having coffee, next I’d share that the behavior specialist came by on Thursday for a talk. It’s a shame she’s a substitute, because it looks like she’s much more understanding of my situation than the regular one. I do hope that she’ll be able to talk some sense into the regular one when she comes back in a month or so though.

It isn’t like she wasn’t critical of me, of course. For example, she asked me whether there’s any risk in my writing about my life in the institution openly online for this care agency. I was up front with her that I can be quite harsh in my criticism of my staff and, if they read it, they may recognize themselves. However, I never name my institution or any individual workers. Not that, being that I’m not an employee, there’s any law prohibiting me from naming and shaming the institution if I so wished, but I can see it wouldn’t help my relationship with my staff. That’s why I don’t usually give out my blog address to staff.

One of the positive outcomes of our meeting is the fact that the behavior specialist and I got talking about my IQ. As regular readers of this blog know, the IQ that’s in my care plan was pulled out of mid-air, in that no-one except for me knows where it came from and until now, no-one seemed to care. It turns out she’d been looking for the report and couldn’t find it. Phew, finally! I explained that the report is nowhere to be found except on my personal computer. The report literally dates back to 1999 and isn’t the best childhood psych eval report I have at that. But it’s the one with the catchiest punchline, ie. the three-digit IQ score. I never realized myself until very recently that most staff, being practically educated, go right for catchy bullet points and, as a result, won’t remember the pages and pages of information about my emotional development when they’ve been wowed about my “super high” IQ. In any case, here’s hoping the behavior specialist will finally get this nonsensical number removed from my care plan.

If we were having coffee, I’d then ramble on non-stop about the other issues this meeting brought up. Do you have a couple hours? I just deleted an incredibly long paragraph because I saw my post was fast approaching 1000 words. Instead, I’ll wrap this up and go to bed, as it’s nearly 11:30PM by now.