tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12707009.post4138988013808262505..comments2023-11-02T09:34:05.941-04:00Comments on The Seated View: Like MeLene Andersenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11223128667829847717noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12707009.post-73943307100393957192010-06-28T22:25:57.000-04:002010-06-28T22:25:57.000-04:00When I was growing up, I, too, yearned to find som...When I was growing up, I, too, yearned to find someone "like me" except, instead of needing to find someone who *looked* like me, I was looking for a reasonably successful adult role model who had attention deficit disorder. Except, I didn't know that was what I was looking for, because I didn't know I had ADHD until I was 26. I just knew that I was struggling with things that everyone else seemed to think OUGHT to be "easy" for "someone as smart as" me. I was having all this trouble with things like organizing my time, or overcoming inertia to get started on my papers and so forth that "smart people" weren't supposed to have trouble with. And I kept hearing messages that people HAD to be well organized to be successful in life, that you CAN'T do well if you don't use your time wisely and so forth. Those messages were so despairing to hear. And I needed to meet someone "like me" who could help me see that those messages, though not entirely wrong, were not entirely correct either. That a person really COULD have these kinds of challenges and still be basically okay and do okay.<br /><br />Not exactly the same thing as that deep need to see someone who physically looks more or less like you. (Non-Caucasin children adopted from other countries who are then brought back to their birth country for a visit are often awed by the experience of suddenly being surrounded by people who, unlike their adoptive family or communities, "look like them.")Andrea S.noreply@blogger.com