Survival of the fittest is a loosely gripped sanity
For those of us who have adult ADHD, we’re painfully aware of the pros and cons. For some of us, that means having more days (nights) that are of the crap-out variety.
I should know.
I’m a classic example.
I’ve had plenty of crap-out nights lately…
“Okay, that’s it. I am officially done having stink bugs crawling all over me at night! They never signed a peace treaty.”
“Why do they have to come out at night?”
“It’s not like I’ve got issues sleeping or anything! And why won’t they die?“
“This is just what I need. Not only do I get the giant mutated steroid-using stink bugs but the friggin’ introverted ones who have to be day-shy too?!”
“Yeah, like I won’t dream about this.“
Less of the more gleeful days too…
“Look Ma, no hands, no trauma, no harm done-I am magnificent!
“Sooo, guess what? It was sooo awesome!”
“I wasn’t chased down and eaten by the excessively large, stink-bug steroid supplier and user, ‘roid raging, dog-food eating racoon today.”
“No rabies shots for me-yay!”
The cons do suck…
I hate the way my ADHD keeps me from doing things most Mom’s wouldn’t think about. I will ask for help, rather than stand on my pride, but it hurts.
When it comes to Duck, (who has more than a village following him) there are some things I want to do by myself-for him.
But…I’m marking teaching him social skills off my list.
I’ll find something else that I can do. Though it doesn’t make up for the lack, it does ease the pain of my having the instincts but not the skills.
The pros: I still have a choice
I have ADHD and it sucks, but I do have the choice on whether I choose (try) to view these experiences from a humourous angle or give in, roll over, let the un-killable stink-bugs crawl on me and give up.
Today, I’m going the (mostly) humorous route.