progress is progress

… no matter what speed

There was a time that the development of my brain would have been referred to as having been “retarded.”

The word simply meant that some of the development occurred slower than was considered normal, or didn’t complete. Fair enough.

But every time the medical community comes up with a label for the description of brain development that doesn’t complete or goes astray in some manner, the world’s neuro-typicals latch on to that label and convert it to an insult.

We’re supposed to be the ones that are slow …

They start by nounifying it, retarded becomes retard, then they shorten it to show how cool it is, “tard.” Then they add it to other words, “f*ck-tard” to embed it into culture so deeply that it cannot be removed.

And then it becomes so ubiquitous that people who choose to have no idea where it came from, use it perpetually, even though they would never consider insulting an entire group of humans if they knew.

And for what?

And for the life of me, I can’t see the purpose of these expressions beyond giving the user the false impression that using them makes them compare favorably to others.

And in that they fail, it makes them compare poorly. Very poorly indeed.

Returning to the subject

Right. Sorry. Strayed off topic in a fit of anger. Huh, one might think I am easily distracted, eh?

The point of this post is that, even if the delayed or arrested development of the brain results in a mind, like mine, that races and is often capable of problem solving at a level above many NTs, we are held back in life by our inability to stay on task.

What does that look like?

Well, it looks like me. I’m a guy who still needs to do his income tax … for the last four years. I’m a guy who is laboring under the misconception that I am twenty-five years old and there’s lots of time to plan for my retirement. I’m a guy who has had so many different jobs, not because I can’t hold down a job, but because there’s always been another job that looked more exciting.

The result is that I am a man with lots of experience and lots of abilities, but little accumulated success, or maybe I should say lots of accumulated little successes.

And I continue …

I do. I take on new things all the time. I learn new skills and accept new responsibilities, even though it often means letting other responsibilities go.

And the responsibilities that get let go of are almost always the ones that affect my own life rather than the lives of others. Thus, I’m running late on my taxes again … I mean still.

But it’s not all bad

I have become someone that sees many sides to many problems. I’ve acquired lots of knowledge in lots of areas, and I’ve stored lots of that knowledge away.

And every day that I live, moving from one thing to another and taking with me little bits of knowledge and experience is a day that I am moving forward. I am still moving forward.