My inspiration for today's post comes from this article that crossed my Facebook news feed earlier today. 20 Things to Remember If You Love A Person With ADD. (Click the link to read it). Some years ago I went to the Dr for some concerns I had. While I was waiting in the waiting room I was reading, All You Magazine. I started reading an article about a woman who was suffering from Adult ADD. Initially, when I started reading the article some very stereo typical thoughts had buzzed through my head, but the more I read the more I felt I was the woman in the article. The woman and I had so many of the same issues. By the end of the article I was a little bit in shock, but at the same time I could remember myself thinking "Really Monique adults do not have ADD" and " I am not even sure half the kids who have it have it" . I ripped the article out of the magazine and tucked in my purse. During the Dr. visit I sat there nervously trying to get up the courage to ask him about the article. I figured he would also think I was being a hypochondriac. I mean I am a fairly together person, right? I finally pulled it out and quickly said, " Don't think I am a hypochondriac, but I read this article and what do you think? He said, "What do you think?" I remember it so clearly cause I was so embarrassed. I said, "I think people say they have ADD but very few people do" He said, "very polity that is one of the dumbest things I have heard". He went on to set me up for the necessaries and low and behold the diagnosis that come back was in fact that I had Adult ADD. After reading many articles on the subject leading up to that, I thought how ridiculous am I to form such an opinion on a subject I really knew nothing about. And again felt embarrassed and ashamed. I like to think I grew from that and try not to do that anymore. Although, all these years later I am still on the fence about it. Acceptance of imperfection is always hard. However when I read an article like this and I can literally check off ALL 20 things relating to me it makes me wonder. I mean really, I started getting anxious just checking them all off. Well there is my story. I hope it was vulnerable enough. Whatever the heck that means, but I do feel stripped down and naked. Geez, I hate talking about myself! I sent the article to the hubs, just as a little friendly reminder. Think I should make him a life size poster? ;) One more day of these crazy topics! Blessings ~ Monique **1 am update** 3 Times since I wrote this blog post I was going to delete it for one reason or another. Then this popped up in my FB news feed. I am wondering if FB has to much influence on me ;) Was it a sign? Who knows? Either way I read the message from the perspective of me telling myself this as I thought about how people might perceive this post. Happy Friday ~ Chow! |
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