Workout and Kevin the trainer over Open Door

March 7, 2024

Well I’ve discovered that I don’t really remember my days when I don’t do this. First thing in the morning, I had a training session with the guy named Kevin again. I’d told him about this project last time, and at the very end of our session he literally asked me to take a photo. So that’s when I did that. Then I went home and had a therapy session at 11am. In a way, the best part of my day was something I didn’t take a picture of. I stopped at Grande Sunrise to pick up two birria tacos, and a guy there remembered me from some time a few months ago when I’d stopped there and talked to him. That was back when I was living just a few blocks away on 50th. It was a guy named Javier, and we spoke in Spanish together. In fact, he just saw me talking to the other worker, and he randomly addressed me in Spanish. In a way, that felt like the best part of my day. Afterwards, I went to Open Door. There I was able to have a slightly longer conversation with Wendy and Sean about the fact that I’d apparently made mistakes on the computer. They said that I’d supposedly messed up some clients’ appointments, and that they’re not going to let me use the computer there in the future. In a way, it just felt like it was really driving home that my brain injury is worse than I thought it was. The situation with Open Door kind of makes me consider trying a different food shelf, but I’m just scared I’d find a new way to make mistakes there too. Maybe the brain injury is just so bad that I’ll never be able to work anywhere without messing things up, not even as a volunteer. Honestly, that’s really what the Open Door situation has taught me.