One thing we talked about in therapy is how to parent myself because I was never told basic things as a child until i was 7. So my T asked me like how you ask kids like how I would feel if I was them. But I had no idea anyway. So I had some small homeworks to be like others in some small way.

My therapy has ended but today I got bored and I thought wonder how it is being a beggar. We have many they are Romani and go here from their country to beg because where they live Romani people are outcasts. I do not look like them but I look a bit different because I am part Sami. I borrowed clothes like what the beggars wear and got me a cup for coins. I walked all the way to the opposite end of town and finally found a free spot they sit outside stores.

I said things they say like hello and thank you and otherwise just sat like they do they sit there the whole day. It was a bit cold my nose got really freezing. People walked by like I was invisible. Some looked at me with disgust but said nothing. It was a funny feeling to be looked at like that. I could just as well been an object. Some people gave coins. But them too looked away.

When I told my housing staff they thought I was crazy and were upset but why? I do not know if I learned much but a little bit at least. It was not dangerous. If it is common what money I got they do not have it easy. Not near a salary so they must be desperate.

How to upset staff more? I am thinking. I did not mean to but it amused me they reacted. They do not think I should evolve at all they are happy if I am bored and never developing. T said I can learn and she has more education so I trust her.