I get letters.Okay, I don’t get actual physical letters on paper, at least I haven’t yet.
But I get emails. Emails and comments and private messages on the Facebook sometimes come my way. I’ve been tweeted at and I do see those … eventually, when I remember that I’m on the twittery thing there.
Apparently it’s also possible to share stuff with me or from me on pinterest as well, I’m not sure how that one works though I am supposedly an entity there.
And I’m also findable on instagram, just because I can’t find me there doesn’t mean you can’t find me there. Apparently it’s easy, despite the fact that the name seems to suggest that one might become a grandmother suddenly.
But it’s true
I get communicated with by people who want to tell me things.
And that’s okay. In fact, it’s better than okay.
And I’m not just talking about my ego here. It’s okay for a number of reasons.
And the most important one is this …
When I hear from someone who tells me I’m missing the point, or tells me I’m wrong, or tells me that I left something out, I get an opportunity to discuss things with someone who has a different perspective than my own.
And that means a chance to educate. It means there is an opportunity to explain my position and to hear from someone else who explains their position, and we learn from this.
If we’re lucky, we learn and move our mutual cause forward.
I don’t know everything!
I’ll tell you all a secret, I didn’t take this job on because I thought I could tell everyone how things are and how they should be. If I wanted to do that I’d have become a politician.
I took on the task of writing this blog for two reasons up front. The first reason was that it gave me an opportunity to learn and research something that clearly was impacting my life.
The second reason was that it gave me the opportunity to share what I’d learned with others.
What more could I want?
Yes! What indeed. I tell you honestly that these two things would have been enough. I learn, I share, Psych Central accepts my copy and remunerates me for the right to publish it with advertising attached. The world goes around, another day passes, and we start all over again.
But it turns out there are two other things that I get from this … that I wasn’t expecting.
The one really surprising thing I get from this is the opportunity to explore my own thoughts and feelings. I tell you honestly that looking closely every day at my behavior and my ADHD related characteristics has made me a better man, in my humble opinion.
I’m happier. I like to think I’m easier to get along with. I’m content in ways I never thought could be possible.
And the other thing that I get from writing this blog is hearing from people, hearing them say that they agree or not with what I say.
Because, agree or not, curse me or praise me (and please do take the opportunity to do those things), the message I get beneath the cursing and praise and the agreeing and disagreeing is the same underlying message you get from reading my blog, the message that makes you write back or message me.
And that message is, that I am not alone in having this disorder.
And neither are you.