I've had two breakdowns in in as many days. Yesterday morning, I received a call from a place that wanted to hire me. I really didn't want to go to the meeting, I had plans for the day and that sudden job offer just threw me off balance. Asperger's is not good with sudden change. When I told my dad that morning he said that I should go. He said I could do it with my other tasks. I got dressed and went to do a chore before going to the job. I went to school to get my books for the class I'm taking next week. I also wanted to know if my class had been canceled. My teacher had mentioned that if we didn't get enough people for the class it would be canceled. After waiting on hold for nearly twenty minutes I gave up and decided to head to the interview. In my confusion, I forgot that I had the job address in my pocket. I started to panic and tried to call my dad to see if he had seen the address. All of a sudden, my phone's screen went black. I tried to restart my phone but I had no luck. Tired and sweaty, I decided to head home. I told my dad about my experiences and he was able to calm me down. He said that I could go to the interview tomorrow. Dad said that sometimes plans change and that's a hard thing to get used to, especially if you're autistic. He said he had similar problems before. After some comforting and a shower, I felt a lot better.
To my joy, the afternoon turned out better. I received a notice from one of the sites I had applied at that they would like me to make contributions. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I could get a freelance job like that. A freelance job may not seem like much, but it was a great opportunity to me. I immediately sent an email to my job coach hoping he share in my excitement.
Unfortunately, I didn't mention that the job was freelance. I didn't really consider the job a freelance job, I thought it was a pay-on-work basis kind of job. I told my job coach that I had found a job and that I had an interview at another place. The next day was better, at least until the afternoon. My job coach response was a little disheartening. I misinterpreted his message as one of disapproval rather than confusion. Since I didn't explain what the job was, he was confused. I told my parents about his response and they told me that I should've explained to my coach that the job was freelance. I reacted badly to this news. I thought I had done a good job and now it felt like my parents were bringing me down.
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