Thanks Proto.
It feels weird to talk about it. Honestly, the internet makes it a lot easier. I've always been afraid of of coming off as the "poor little victim" or the "angry surviver with no comapassion" It is very hard to talk about without sounding whiny, preachy or like you are looking for attention. But damn it....I see so much stupid shit. I see so many people doing things that just make no damn sense to me. People making excuses and looking for easy answers. And it frustrates the hell out of me. I swear, if I can just get people to just stop being such deliberate dumb-asses everything I went through would be worth it. Hence my desire to write about it now.
You know, you really hit the nail on the head in you last post. People want an excuse for their behavior. For whatever reason they would rather have a justification than actually try to change the behavior. I just don't get that. If you know something is wrong or if you don't like something about yourself then change it. Don't give it a name and then act like that means it isn't fixable. What the hell is that? Sheesh.
So my dyselxia got diagnosed when I was hired at the special education grade school. I had to take a series of tests just to become a secretary. I also had to talk to a counselor/therepist to see if I could handle working with severely handicapped and autistic children.
My form of dyslexia is considered "quite common" and "under-diagnosed" (Please note my annoyance....you'll see why in a second) I do not switch numbers or letters. I do not see things upside down. I simply can not work with order of operation. Like in algebra, card games, technical concepts, rituals (this made being a witch funny as hell...yeah high school witch phase) driving directions......
Now I fully admit my problem is real. I actually spent a good part of my life thinking I was just bad at math and was bad with directions. Seriously...I think this is all it is but people wanted a reason. And reasons easily become excuses. No matter how hard I try, even now, it just won't hold in my head. Even memorization tricks fail. But when the therapist told me it was a real form of dyslexia and that if I had been diagnosed in school I would have been able to take longer on tests and have a list of steps available when doing algebra (um...doesn't that defeat the purpose of algebra?) I had to laugh. I mean really, give a high schooler an excuse to take the easy way out. Well hell, sign just about everyone up. Most people won't cheat because it is wrong, but hell, I could have had permission. And I know I would have taken it. Math f'n killed me. But I wonder, if I had known that....what other things would I have passed up because I had a "learning disability"
I'm glad I didn't know.
The ironic things is my OCD is an order of operation. (I'm curious about this, but Idon't think knowing why will fix it) I have to perfom certain actions (check light switches, plugs, windows) in a certain order before I can go to bed or leave the house. Now, I'm sure your saying "everyone checks those things" However, everyone does not circle the house in that pattern 7 times checking the same things over and over. Everyone does not get up in the middle of the night and do it again. And everyone does not have panic attacks all day if they don't do it.
Again, I never knew what it was so I learned to work with it. I just make sure I start my pattern 10 min before I would need to leave if I didn't do it. Hell, my friends love it (now...) it's a quirk and a friendly joke. Doctors suggested medication.....I suggested they shove it. It isn't debilitating. It is annoying sometimes when I kepp getting up at night. But, when that happens it is an indicator thet something is really bothering me. It's helped me to catch problems before they become a stress or depression issue.
We used to be bad at math. Now we have a form of dyslexia.
We used to twirl our hair around our finger, maybe pull out a strand two. It was called a bad habit and our mom's slapped our hand. Now it is called trichotillomania and you get medicated for it.
We used to be called lazy. Now we have Chronic Fatigue Syndome.
I'm serious look at the list......I did, and if I listed all the things I technically have I'd be the most mentally ill person alive. But then, anyone who did that would come out the same way.
It angers me. These disorders and syndromes are named because there are people that REALLY suffer from them. They pluck their heads bald and tear out their eyelashes. They wash their hands until they bleed. People like me have them as mild cases. I still pluck at my hair, but I am concious of it now so I can for the most part stop myself. Well that and I pluck the hairs out of my knees to satisfy the urge. But damn it.....it seems like everyone wants to have a disroder. Trust me, it ain't all it's cracked up to be.
And then I see people like my mom and sister. Who were/are seriously troubled and they never get treated......
I just don't get it.
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The names give sometimes ordinary, relatively normal things a distorted sense of importance.
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I think this bears repeating.