Looking at this picture you would think about one awesome mother and son having a good time.

On the day that photo was taken, it was the complete opposite.

During our trip after I was done working to our favorite fall festival seemed to be going well, shortly before and continuously after this picture, I was not my best self.

I would say that it started with my mother’s suggestion to climb from the roadside parking lot to this overlook.

Showing my continual pattern of emotions towards my mother.

Something that has been often contained within her car or my parents house.

Something that I never realized that I was responsible for or had control of.

On our way down the mountain, I finally realized that I needed to shape up.

No one deserves to be abused, especially if it’s a known behavior that can be remedied by the skills and reinforcement that I have been taught.

I wouldn’t say these things to most other people in my path.

So why should my number one supporter be any different?

I was able to turn around my demeanor quickly and finish the evening on a good note.

Fast forward to today.

Another visit with my father in the veterans hospital.

Today’s visit was way better.

I went in the grocery store and got the items for my father without issue.

After our hospital visit, we went to Cracker Barrel.

We had to wait. It was nice outside and it was extremely loud in the dining room, but I did extremely well.

After we both stopped at our desired shopping destinations on the way home, I took the time I needed to decompress.

The weekend ended on a good note, just like this picture that was taken at the start of the weekend.

I have the ability to do what I don’t think I can do including ending old cycles that have been repetitive for an extended period of time if I want to and this weekend has proven such.

Never discount the abilities of an autistic person.

Even though we may think differently, eventually we understand that somethings have to change for the better.

I’ve finally understood that, hopefully.