I had one badass bigtime classic Asperger meltdown yesterday

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I'm sick, my hands ar killing me, so all the details I'm tyoing right now is that I had one badass bigtime meltdown yesterday.

Sorry to hear that I hope you're able to find some rest today, and spend time with some of your favorite things so that you'll feel better.

Bought a 1996 Dodge van for $2,000 (out of a disability settlement) from my parents on Friday the 23rd.
They keep their vehicles in very good shape.

In respect to them I wanted to keep it in good shape.

Well . . .

Yesterday, went to coin-op laundromat as my apartment has no place to hook up washer and/or dryer.
Wife went with me, even though she was on some potent meds for migrane, she just wanted out of her place for awhile - that "same 4 walls" thing

Almost done with clothes in dryer when lady come in wit wet clothes to put in dryer.
As she loads clothes she sprays them with something from an aerosol can.
Whatever is it has a powerful chemical and fragrance vapor which quicly spreads throughto the room.

Immediately I start having an allercy and chemical intolerance reaction.

I take some clothes oiout to the van, come back and wife says you stay outside, I'll get the clothes.

Get van loaded.

I'm driving because wife is on really strong meds for migrane and is too loopy to drive.

Start backing out to go home.
THEN iis when I start hacking and sneezing in reaction to the chemicals.
Not BEFORE I start driving, but AFTER.
Not right when I'm exposed to the chemicals but almost 5 to 10 to 15 minutes after.
I never know when the reaction is going to hit, might be right then, might be half the day later.
(curse the damned fates, curse curse curse.)
{these things gan get to hwere my face swells up inside and I start sneezing blood laa over everything, fortunately that didn't happen this time}

AND
while I'm sneezing and going on
back into a light pole, damaging the rear bumper, the right rear fender, and breaking out the right rear tail light.

AND

As an added bonus at no extra charge
the office for our automobile insurance company is right next to the laundromat and we'd just added the van before starting the laundry.
so, this happened right outside their front door.

I've bought 4 cars from my parents over the years.
As much as I've wanted to keep them nice out of respect to my my parents, my efforts are always undermined by things beyind any of my control.

1969 Dodge 2-door
1.1)
first car was sideswiped in a snowstrom - we'd pulled off side of road because we couldn't make the hill.
But . . .
soome testosterone laden a-hole in a chevy Blazer tried to macho his 4wd ego
up same hill and Army 6x6 slid back done and succeeded in sideswiping my car
1.2)
years later same car was rear enededin a traffic jam

1982 Chevy 4-door
2.1)
secone car was hit rear end in parking lot by lady in station wagon who pulled out of her parking place without looking
2.2)
second car was hit in side inparking lot by person backing out who never bothered to ollk But from their full size truck, could they have seen my little compact anywaqy from how high their back window wasy?
And could I have seen anyone was in the vhicle, anyway?
2.3)
second car was hit in my own driveway by drunk guy in a pickup attempting to turn in neighbors' driveway - at 40mph
he didn't make the turn
2.4)
second car was hit while parked in my grandmother's by another guy in a pickup being a testosterone laden jackass in a snowstorm

1991 Dodge 4-door
3.1)
sideswiped by pickup wit flatbed trailer - turn signals out and something at front of trailer apparently hid my car in his blind spot
3.2)
rear ended
3.3)
rear ended
3.4)
I myself dtnted the door beating on ice so I could get in to go to work.

1996 Dodge van
4.1)
now the van is damaged while I'm having a reaction to some a-hole's chemicals she HAS to have in her clothes.

too bad the gas dryer didn't blow up in her face from the aerosol vapors, that would have pleased me greatly.
I would have gone and laughed in ehr third degree burn face
then left.

anway, sitting there in the parking lot in front of laundromat and our insurance is where I had a class A first-degree meltdown.

Eventually wife, half out of it on meds for her migrane, got me calmed enough to switch seate and her to drive me home.

Opened back of van to get laundry out, 2 baskets tumbled out dumping clean clothes into oil stains.

&^%$ &^%$ &^%$ &^%$ &^%$ &^%$ &^%$

with that I just threw the keys off some random direction, went in, and stood in the shower till the water heater went cold.

wife managed to get my laundry in
(we don't live together)

wnat'S the point of even TRYING to keep cars from my parents nice
I'm undermined every time.

I quit, it's not worth the heartbreak.
Not even going to try any more.

I guess it's my fault for not divining beforehand tha someone was going to cvome in and spray chemicals at that moment.

I guess we won't methion that upon entering the bathroom I grabbed Grumman's litterbox from between toilet and sink and threw id doton het hallway.

Why do I do thids stuff?

Stipid question, look at what YOU put for the topic name, fool.

ohyeah, let's add that in that morning I'd gone to the Dorcto to see about getting back on medicine for ulcerative colitis after several years controlling it with diet only, something else is needed, again

What a day, eh?

((((((((southwestforest)))) I had a meltdown day too yesterday. Not as bad as yours though. I think we need to really take note more how difficult some seemingly annoying everyday situations can be... when everything goes wrong of gets out of control it is so hard to find my head again... sometimes something so simple as a trip to a laundromat can be very complicated. I hate unnecessary chemicals too by the way. Ugh.

oh wait, while I'm feeling sorry for myself, left out a car, back to edit that post.

*(gives southwestforests a hug)*

It might not be that way for everyone, since it is a spectrum disorder with different manifestations: for me, it's the thing that one intense emotion then connects to this similar thing/emotion; which then connects to . . . ; which then connects to . . . ; which then connects to . . . ; which then connects to . . . ; and they string together ad infinitum.

And it all wraps up into one giant tangled ball of string of past and present all happening together Right Now.

And we haven't yet found the way to untangle the ball.
For, it would be much more manageable as individual lengths of yarn, twine, and string, instead of an "emotional Gordian Knot" as it were.