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Dear Santa

empty cookie plate
… drank the milk, too.

Dear Santa,

How are you and Mrs. Claus? How are all the elves and reindeer? Is there still enough snow and ice at the north pole for your sleigh?

I’ve tried to be good this year, honest I have. And in many ways I’ve been successful.

Yay me!

I’m not in jail. Good start, right?

I admit I’ve been to the emergency room at the hospital at least once. and yes, it was a stupid accident, not an illness. But come on, anyone could have stabbed their hand with a nine inch knife while making oatmeal … am I right?

Late fees?

None! Well, maybe some …

Wait, define late fees? I missed paying a couple of bills on time, does that count as a late fee? I was like a ninja library borrower, kept on top of everything and returned it all on time.

Okay, maybe the bills were more important than the library materials, but I bet the library would argue that one. They like me there.

Missed appointments?

Nope. None that I remember, at least.

I forgot about a few things, but remembered them all in time. … or I was reminded of them in time. I’m telling you, I got this life thing down cold.

Okay, being reminded isn’t the same as remembering, but it also doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have remembered. And I’ve been using my phone’s calendar a lot more.

And innovation helps …

I discovered I can create a private event on Facebook to remind me of things like appointments and because it’s private only the people I invite can see it.

And yes, I had the good sense to invite my partner to my dental and doctor appointment events so they’d also remind me when I forgot to pay attention to Facebook reminding me.

I’m clever that way … mostly.

So, yes, I’ve been pretty good this year.

Anything else?

Let me just say that I’ve almost always tried to be as honest with people as I am with myself.

But since my diagnosis, I’ve discovered the flaw in that.

I wasn’t really being honest with myself. I was deluding myself on a lot of fronts. I was in denial about a lot of things.

But now …

These days I’m being very up front with myself about my abilities and limits.

And I’m pretty happy with myself and the things I’ve figured out, pretty pleased with the way I am and the way I behave mostly.

So for Christmas this year …

What do I want?

I think I just want to say, “Merry Christmas” to you and the rest of the world. I’m going to keep on working on who I am and who I might become.

And the freedom and support I’m getting in my life these days is a good enough present for me.

So, thanks, Santa.

Oh, and I’m sorry I ate all your cookies. But you don’t need to stop here now.

Dear Santa

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 on the traditional lands of the Chippewas of Nawash in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or 7 generations and my First Nations friend's families go back hundreds of 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 am a freelance writer and I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about living with 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. (2018). Dear Santa. Psych Central. Retrieved on August 5, 2020, from


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