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Wander Man!

Wander Man, Man of DistrAction
Not your average super hero …

Hello people of earth. That’s right, it’s me, Man of DistrAction!

That’s my super hero name. I get away with a lot because of that. People who know me don’t expect me to always be focused on the right thing, but they know that when I am, I’ll do a good job of whatever I’m doing …

… until I get distracted and they have to put me back on the right track. But that’s okay. We all get what I’m going through.

We all get it?

Well, the ones who care about me get it. The ones who don’t care aren’t really around in my life.

And of the ones who get it, there are two kinds. There are those who have known me for ever and had already decided that knowing me was worth the effort of putting up with my inattentive, distracted and over active ways. And then there are those who have known me since my diagnosis (eight years now) and have been told up front that this is how I am and have said, “That’s cool.”

Yeah, “Cool!”

And I like both of those groups a lot, and for different reasons. The first group I like because they accepted me, different as I am, for who and what I am, without labels.

The second group I like because, even with labels, they have accepted me and ignored the stigma that the labels might have attached to our relationships.

But what does this mean?

It means that there are people in this world who value their acquaintances for their character, their strength of friendship, their passions and their integrity, and do not discount people for having differences that they may not fully understand.

And those are the people I want in my life.

So, a filter?

Yes, a friend filter for the unfiltered people like me.The ones that pass through the protective barrier of my ADHD and come inside to meet me and engage in my community are the ones I want to have in my community.

The ones that can’t get past my labels (or my somewhat zany character) can stay outside of the filter and, frankly, just go away.

It’s not being judgmental

Not on my part, it isn’t. I’m sure they are wonderful people, but if I have to spend my time defending myself and my ways to someone, when do we get time to be actual friends?

So if you’ve got the wherewithal to relate to me without burdening yourself with thoughts of my remediation, bring on the interaction, lets be neighbors in the community of our consciences.

But if you think that our acquaintanceship is just a chance for you to fix me, or worse yet, a stage to make you look good by comparison to me, you can just wander off, man. I don’t need that, I’ve got real friends.

Wander Man!

Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or more generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about having ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

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Babcock, K. (2017). Wander Man!. Psych Central. Retrieved on March 30, 2020, from


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