of the call and visit that I got from the woman covering for my NorthStar Social worker and they do a lot of it in the field, and she will help with different things. She (my regular social worker) and Clarence (my old case manager) are the two people that got my art show last year in september. Deb, My regular social worker helped me fill out the form for “Lone star cards” which make any food product free within a certain amount per month.

Today was the first day I was able to pick mi PIN and Rick F and I went shopping. We went and got “food products only” (grey poupon mustard counts), and we filled up the freezer with things we both like. I did not freak in the bread Isle, and I even found my favorite bread (Roman Meal) even though it was farrr out of the way and almost hidden. I have conquered the bread section.

The temporary social worker C, wanted to “get together” with me and talk about how I am doing right now. When she first called and I said “social worker alert” and he asked if he should make himself scarce, and I said no, it’s cool. I wish I had made him leave… No just kidding.

We talked about this art thing and i was pretty much ok. Rick wanted to remember to tell her about my anxiety attacks. There is something about the attacks. I dont freak out on anyone. I can sit there and look at rick naturally and say “man I have a lot of anxiety”. I never lose control of my language or body during anxiety it just hurts inside.

I will have to dig deeper into myself shortly and find out how I can put on such a facade and be in so much pain. I don’t mean anything except RAW pain. It literally hurts, but outside people can’t tell cause they dont notice.

But why talk about that. I have to go study spells.

Be good and begood at it.