How to properly change a colostomy

So I'll be changing this whole set up every other day, even though twice a week is recommended. I just feel very sensitive to smells or any idea of smells, and although the bag is supposed to not give off any odor, I still think it's better to be extra clean and change it every other day. Throughout the day, , I might have output, but lately we have been changing it once or twice a day. I'm still getting into the routine of eating normally, that is eating like a regular person during the main hours of the day instead of starving myself until dinner in fear of having an accident👀 it feels so nice to be able to go grab a coffee and a snack whenever I feel like. It's little things like that that make having a disability a little more bearable and something that we can cope with instead of something we despise. I found a new place to hang out today, a pretty big lake in the downtown area, and I'm thrilled because it's the first body of water I've been able to find that is accessible to me and also just a very beautiful location. In Washington, lakes like those are so common, every single park seems to have a lake or is by the ocean. Getting this colostomy is bringing me one step closer to my of travel and ultimately finding my way back to the Pacific Northwest, my sweet home. I wasn't posting very much because honestly I have felt very empty and purposeless in my current situation. I'll be posting a video about that next. Leaving my parents was necessary, but as the seasons change again and the eclipse energy seems to remind us, changes Will keep happening and we run with it or stay still and feel left behind. This is the next level of my evolution as disabled person who has only been disabled for four years therefore is pretty much still a baby in so many ways when it comes to living this kind of life. Doing anything on my own, especially moving, is very terrifying. Simultaneously, I thought that I was in relationship with someone who wanted to help me and see me succeed, and now that seems to have been a very ignorant way of feeling or thinking. With it all being very confusing and unsettling, , now, even though I thought we did have something real. But then my heart just wants to shut out everything else, even though I know being myself and putting myself out there to even go for a walk for my mental health ROLL* is the only way to really live, otherwise it's just a slow death anyway. Speaking of death, I did have a car accident on the weekend, somebody merged into my van. Thankfully the van is not that messed up, and I'm fine, the driver is fine. But it made me remember, it's probably not a good idea to try to shorten my lifespan because who knows what my lifespan will actually be. I could have just a couple days left anyway. So I might as well Believe in myself that I can move on my own and I can accomplish Great things as a person with a severe disability. I really don't like how the stoma looks, I don't like thinking about it or dwelling too much on it, it has just opened up my life already to do more things without so much worry and I just want to carry that energy into everything else I'm dealing with at the moment. In my next post I'll be talking about just what is happening here. And how imperative it is that I figure out my next steps before the supper