I remember going to make pottery or being a “body-guard” for my grandmother during events when I was little. I thought the nerve of these events to not have any snacks, coloring books, or TV to watch. Why would anyone come to an event without food? To this day, I’m still not sure why.
I’m smart. I read well. I can do math at a high level. I’m talented in multiple fields of art, music, and communication. I understand conceptual problems with relative ease and enjoy good philosophical exercises. However, paperwork, emails, and essays give me anxiety. Missed text messages and interpersonal conflict can keep my mind tied up for hours. I’m a very high achiever, but I feel like I end up near success by accident. I have High Functioning ADHD.
When people talk about ADHD, they think about the kid that can’t sit still in class. They think about the boys that get into trouble all the time. Or the girl that can’t stop talking a mile a minute. Well, Tuesday it was confirmed that I do have ADHD Inattentive type and the best thing I can describe it as is my mind being a puppy playing in the snow. Continue reading “My Diagnosis: Inattentive Type (Cocoon)”
I’ve written multiple times about my struggles with Mental Health. I’ve talked about Depression multiple times over, Anxiety, ADHD, Medication, and Social Media Addiction. I’m going into another phase of the process. Getting essential help.
The older I get, the more I start to fill out my Dad’s shoes. I look in the mirror and see him daily. I speak and I hear his voice. I’ve come to a place of peace about most things but I struggle with becoming him when I look at the bottle.
I’ve talked before about my grandmother and the way she molded my life for the better. She had a cameo as my angel in my Letter to Black Women and frankly, I can talk about her until I’m blue in the face. But, the story I want to share today is how a simple prayer changed my life. Continue reading “How Prayer Saved My Grandmother & Me”