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Regarding previous gloomy remarks, BTW, a fine illustration of my point came up yesterday: I was in Dairy Queen with Mum, and when I took the first bite of my chocolate cone it tasted off, kind of sour and spoiled and "do not eat this". So I said as much, since we were still at the counter in the process of having her order filled...
And her immediate answer was, "Are you sure it's not just a bad taste in your mouth?"
I knew that it damn well wasn't, and I took the issue up with the clerk for a refund, even going so far as to taste Mum's vanilla sundae to verify that it was okay for her to eat and it was the chocolate ice cream at issue, but as I got thinking about it, sitting there with no ice cream (since the cone was already my second choice and I was just too fed up to deal with trying for a third option at that point), I called her on the idea that her first thought is always to question my, or for that matter her, perceptions rather than leap like most people to "ZOMG this must be Someone Else's Fault". And I can see where that comes from, given that she grew up in a very "that's what there is, eat it anyway" sort of environment, but is it any wonder that I struggle with the concept of internal reality having any bearing on the external?
(And that's not even getting into all the other human-rights violations concerning the broader world's attempts to "deal with" the ADHD, but that's still defying my efforts to hang a narrative on it, and don't think I haven't been considering the question of how to blog coherently about that lo these seven-years-this-morning...)
And her immediate answer was, "Are you sure it's not just a bad taste in your mouth?"
I knew that it damn well wasn't, and I took the issue up with the clerk for a refund, even going so far as to taste Mum's vanilla sundae to verify that it was okay for her to eat and it was the chocolate ice cream at issue, but as I got thinking about it, sitting there with no ice cream (since the cone was already my second choice and I was just too fed up to deal with trying for a third option at that point), I called her on the idea that her first thought is always to question my, or for that matter her, perceptions rather than leap like most people to "ZOMG this must be Someone Else's Fault". And I can see where that comes from, given that she grew up in a very "that's what there is, eat it anyway" sort of environment, but is it any wonder that I struggle with the concept of internal reality having any bearing on the external?
(And that's not even getting into all the other human-rights violations concerning the broader world's attempts to "deal with" the ADHD, but that's still defying my efforts to hang a narrative on it, and don't think I haven't been considering the question of how to blog coherently about that lo these seven-years-this-morning...)
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