Today was supposed to be a special day. But one message from one person, who meant no harm, really?, sent me into a tail spin. I still can't comprehend that they would believe I would have supported a racist slur! All I can assume is that they presumed I had heard something, which I didn't hear. Anyone who knows me knows 1. that I would never support racism and 2. that I am autistic and it affects my auditory processing (in other words, I have difficulty processing spoken words, particularly in an environment where there is a lot of noise or many voices - which is why I am not comfortable in large groups and why I prefer things in writing).
Anyway, there was no way I was going to be able to paint anything after that. So colour swatches to the rescue. Not that it has made me feel much better. But I'll settle for a little better.
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