When I was 24 I was diagnosed with Mensa and I've been working on how to cure it ever since...
Saturday 30 September 2023
Friday 9 June 2023
Tuesday 11 April 2023
The revelations I'm going through at the moment, exploring the it-might-not-yet-have-been-officially-diagnosed-but-hey-who-are-we-trying-to-kid likelihood that I have ADHD, is continually shifting the whole world beneath my feet.
Imagine for a moment you reach the age of 56 and suddenly discover that for your entire life you have only ever had one leg but never realised it.
After reading other people's accounts of being a uni-ped - particularly those who weren't diagnosed in childhood - recognition of their experiences causes you to notice for the first time that you too have been struggling to perform in a world that was never really designed for you, no matter how many adaptations you have tried to make.
Suddenly, every memory of every experience is now being reinterpreted as it starts to dawn on you that it wasn't normal to always find it impossible to correct a stumble if you tripped on something; that the reason you were bullied in school had very little to do with the colour of your hair; and that never being selected for the football team had nothing to do with your father not being a member of the Masons.
Of course it's obvious NOW, but what a mindfuck that despite the clues being there all along, no one ever came right out and said it, so you never actually joined the dots.
As bizarre as this analogy might sound, it's about as accurate a description I can find to explain what it feels like trying to process this discovery.
Monday 3 April 2023
"You can achieve anything you want if you put your mind to it!"
Except for the fact I can't.
I realise being told this as a child was meant as an encouragement, even a form of praise,
But I'm now beginning to understand the huge burden of guilt I have been carrying, and adding to throughout my life, for all the stuff I haven't been able to achieve - frame-worked internally that clearly I haven't been trying hard enough, so am a failure.
We do not all have the same wiring in our brains.
What is simple for some is excruciatingly difficult, if not impossible, for others.
If we all put our neuro-vastly-diverse brains together to work towards a common goal, then we can achieve almost anything.
We did not evolve as lone creatures with all the skills needed to survive and thrive. Very few people are true loners who need no others to withstand all that life throws at us.
The rest of us need others to fill the gaps.
Together we are strong.
Alone we are puny humans, feeling guilty we do not have all the skills and abilities of an entire tribe.
Monday 27 March 2023
Saturday 25 March 2023
Amazing sax riff!!!
Oh, wait, it's coming...
Amazing sax riff!!!
Oh, wait, it's coming...
Incredible guitar solo!!!
Amazing sax riff!!!
In 1978, was anyone else try and record off the radio onto their cassette player just the sax and guitar bits, or was it just me?
Thursday 23 March 2023
Underneath it all, truth be told, I thought I was a hero-in-waiting.
My time would come when I would save the world.
Other things seem to have got in way quite a lot - not insignificantly the ME/CFS.
In fact the ME/CFS has been around such a long time that I have periodically revised the timetable for when I might be called upon to be the right person in the right place at the right time.
In fact, I had pretty much become convinced that the ME/CFS might mean it would never happen after all.
And this has sometimes been a cause for sadness - a grief for lost futures.
More recently, however, I've become aware that I am in fact a small child, desperate for attention, and have been for the past 5 decades.
My long-awaited expectation for the opportunity to express my heroism is actually just a sign of emotional underdevelopment.
Probably no point in sewing my pants to the outside of my trousers then...
Friday 20 January 2023
“Why do I have to be the grown up?”
“Because someone has to be, and it looks like you're the only one capable of being so, even if you don't want to be.” I can hear the voice in my head. It could be my mother's.
Of course, I can be right and they can be wrong – but they won't see it that way. And if I persist, then the stakes will get higher and higher until real damage is done.
It's not fair! Why am I the only one who seems to see this early enough to back down, even though I know they are the one being unreasonable?
I resent them more for this, and so part of me wants to continue escalating, wants to lash out, wants to hurt, to prove the point.
But still I see the damage that will cause, so I have to be the adult, the one to back down, even though I still know them to be unreasonable in their position. If I persist in being right, we will all lose.
Why can't they see it too?
Why do I have to be the grown up in this?
Because someone has to be, and it looks like I'm the only one capable of being so, even if I don't want to be.
Wednesday 18 January 2023
The idea of "normality" is just a loosely defined convention acting as a fragile meeting ground of vastly different ways of thinking and perceiving the world.
No one is actually "normal," instead we all overlap sections of it like a giant venn diagram.
The problem comes when, instead of understanding that no two people see the world in the same way, we are told that anyone who does not fully reside inside this construct is an "other".
Dividing the world into Us and Them has always been a way to control people. We all live in fear of being found out that there are aspects to us which would exclude us from the very narrow definition of what it is to be acceptable.
We are all "other".
Monday 12 September 2022
With the death of Her Maj, I have seen so many of my social media connections somehow feeling the need to comment about her in a favourable way, even though they would normally count themselves as republicans, or anti-monarchy, or anti-hierarchy, or anti-being-ruled-over-by-a-stinkingly-rich-elite.
But now, they say, whatever our feelings about such things, we must put them aside because the nation is in mourning and an old woman has died and her family will be grieving and it is so disrespectful to say otherwise.
But then, why say anything at all?
Fair enough if you don't want to offend, but why join in with the posh-washing?
If one of the Kardashians (or insert any other wealthy celebrity family of choice) died, would it be fitting for me to come out and publicly say that although I disagree with the whole notion of the celebrity worship culture that is almost epitomised by the Kardashians, this is a terrible time for a family who have lost a loved one?
And if so, why am I not publicly expressing my support for the families of the 178,000 other people who die every day across the world?
In the end, the only thing I wrote on Facebook was *cough* virtue-signalling *cough* but didn't hit enter.
I sat staring at it for a full 2 minutes before concluding that all I would be doing is upsetting a few people for a few seconds for my own self satisfaction, and what's the point in that?
Each person's righteous outburst on FB is toxic to someone else.
So I deleted it before I could change my mind, and it was never posted.
Instead I wrote about the whole thing here on this blog post as a way of getting it off my chest, secure in the knowledge that it's unlikely to be seen by more than 2 or 3 people at most.
Actually, I did also type, "love the monarch, hate the monarchy", on the page of someone who has been known to write "love the sinner, hate the sin" about homosexuality. But I don't think they understood...