Canary in the Coal Mine

Hello my Zebras and Spoonies! Thank you for coming and hanging out with me. I’m glad that you are here.

Today I want to talk about how neurodivergents are the canary in the coal mine. Those of us with neurodivergence frequently talk about needing accommodations because we are not able to tolerate the environment that we are being asked to work or learn in. But the truth is that these environments are harmful to all humans. The difference is that those of us with neurodivergence are more sensitive to our environment and thus are more likely to experience an overt negative outcome from a poorly designed environment. The reality is that this topic is huge and way more than I can possibly cover in a single post. There are entire books written on this topic. [14, 15] Because of that, I’m going to focus on the topic of being able to freely move within our environments as an example, but keep in mind that there is much more to this such as the lighting, the noise level, the amount of space each person is afforded, the uniforms required for the job and so much more. So, let’s get into it!

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Parenting the Neurodivergent

Hello, may zebras and spoonies! Thanks for coming in visiting with me today. I’m glad you are here.

Today I’m gonna be talking about ADHD. Big surprise. I know, right? Because when do I ever talk about that?

One of the things that I see parents of children with ADHD frequently ask in the support groups is what they can do to be better parents for children who have ADHD. And I’ll be honest, that in the support groups thus far, I have never answered this question. I’ve never felt like I had a good answer to this question. And I’ve spent a lot of time trying to think about what my parents could have done differently; could have done better to have given me a better start in life. And instead, I shifted it and started thinking about what it was in my childhood that marked me the most and gave me the most struggles as an adult. So I’m going to start my discussion there.

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Update 030921

I find myself at a strange place emotionally.

Years ago, my sister, Toadie, suggested that I might have autism. At the time, I completely dismissed her suggestion. Honestly, I didn’t even give the idea any real consideration. I’m not sure why, but at the time, the idea didn’t seem pausable. Perhaps because I was stuck in the mode of thinking about autism in context of childhood, male presentation. Perhaps because I was hung up on the idea that those with autism have some sort of speech delay or other vocal imapirment. Which I don’t have.

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