I am officially a black belt.
Saturday was the black belt ceremony, where we received our belt.
Earning my black belt has been a life goal since I was 18. I was excited, but like everything in my life I kept it muted. I am not allowed to be excited or it escalates my children. Apparently, I did not keep it muted enough.
The day was pretty horrible. I hate when I have very limited expectations and it still turns out to be a horrible day. I do not want to get into it, but sometimes autism and schizoaffective disorder just sucks. This was one of those moments.
I ended up arriving to the ceremony frustrated with one child's behavior and ended up leaving early due to another child's behavior. Maybe it is worse because I did not think that it would be an issue. This is the same dojang that we spend a good portion of our time. My daughter should be use to it, but ultimately it was too much for her.
One of my daughters managed to take some pictures, but on Monday - my first class as a black belt - we got a picture of us together. It is my favorite.
I know I have a lot of training left, that there is so much more I can improve. But when I tied on that belt I knew that I had earned it. It was very exciting to have it sitting around my waist on Monday as we did class.
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