At times, I can get frustrated over the simplest of things. Oftentimes, I think that the struggle that I am facing is the worst possible thing that could ever happen to me. But what I do not realize is how fortunate I am and how much I have matured through the lifespan.

This is in now way to be a all about me thing. But through many observations both online and in real life, I see others that have similar struggles that I have experienced in my life that have just come naturally to me and I can do with much more ease. Some of it I have to say is from just not wanting to do things, but part of it is also realizing that there are things that just must be done as part of living independently. Maturing is not easy, but it is something that I knew was necessary if I wanted to get on with my life.

I could not experience life in my parents house for much longer and having to stay with them while I was transitioning from the first apartment and securing my current one, proved more and more that I was regressing over time and if I had not had the opportunity to move here, I would have ended up in a lower level of care where I would have not had the quality of life that I have now.

I remember the days of having to be under several passive restraints a day to the residential treatment to having the occasional acting out and eventually the very occasional instance, but it has been extraordinarily little since things have worked themselves out. I am learning how to manage sensory and other challenges by deploying better coping strategies so that I do not allow myself to act out towards others in a negative way. I am learning how to easily make sacrifices and do other things that have not come natural for an exceptionally long time.

It is also important to take note and celebrate the small things that are accomplished that bring their own kind of joy that make life easier. It may not be much to the rest of the world, but some of the smallest things can go a long way in radiating positivity during what can seem to be never-ending struggles.

This is also not to say that everyone can make their own improvements or mature as much as possible, some individuals are just set in their ways. But for me, it has became a necessity to accept things for what they are and why would I want to continue to live in misery and omit that onto others because it makes me seem as immature and no matter what I do, things will not change, but I must be willing to see the benefits of the changes and be willing to move forward and close the chapter on what was because there is a certainty that what I want to believe is not going to happen.

In the end, it is realizing that I have come a long way, and it is important to never forget that I am strong enough to know that I do not want to regress because I do not want to do something. It is knowing that I am mature enough to handle much more than I allow myself to believe. It has been a long road, and I must always remember the climb it took to get here.