Friday, April 3, 2015

ADHD? Me... or you?

I am glad that I was not born in the era or in a country in which ADHD or autism became hot terms in a psychiatric ward. Hence my condition was self-diagnosed a few years back.

Would it help me to have a clinical diagnosis done? I think not, as it would still depend on me to accept special me and cope with it as much as I could on my own. Hence I treat my condition as I would any other deficit or weakness - identify its strengths, areas for improvement and act on them. I also would not use it as an excuse for any behaviour or misbehaviour of mine.

As I move on in life, I discover that in any organisation, 10%-20% of the members will be your ardent followers, another 10%-20% your pain and the rest somewhere in between. Hence there is no need for me to feel unduly perturbed when things go wrong in relationships.

I have God on my side. He is my maker - let Him be my only judge. Hence I am normally unfazed by whatever wickedness fired at me as I sink my feet deeper into my Rock because since I was first acquainted with Him in a private church nursery singing the song 'Jesus Loves Me', His watchful shepherding eyes have been on me.

Being endowed with ADHD does not faze me anymore. My nation's founding father survived Dyslexia and made the best use of its unusual neurological effects. I will do the same with my condition.

ADHD is unfortunately termed a disorder. As in the preceding paragraph, I would prefer to call it a condition. It just enables my neurological make-up to mobilise much faster than a so-called normal person's, and enables me to join the dots where others are not able to. When I stopped fighting it, I started loving myself and accepted God's unconditional love for me.

Before 2007, I had come across conditions such as ADHD, Autism and Dyslexia and I have developed unique tools to meet their needs. It was with appreciation to a Principal in my son's second Primary School that I came to terms that my son had special learning needs and that I had made the right decision resigning from my rigorous job to homeschool him. I have no regrets in resigning a second time now, to guide him through his second national examinations.

Now some seven years since then, I have acquired more knowledge and practical skills handling myself, my son and thus other folks with special conditions. This second resignation affords me the time to explore my interests and spearhead projects to help folks with special conditions become as independent as my son and me, and yet learn interdependent social skills prevalent in today's world.

So follow me here to find out my latest ventures and here for my experiences turning kids with special needs into kids with special gifts.





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