Sad news today that the man robin Williams choose to close his final curtain and stay forever Peter Pan.
He was and always will be the poster child for ADHD such amazing talent.
His energy was always what appealed,
I will never know his personal struggle , I only know my own.
As an undiagnosed ADHD adult no matter what I have done has ever truly made me feel part of it, always feeling like the outsider looking in, not quite understanding the purpose to things.
I did a course recently for adults with ADHD, and I asked my group if they felt the same they replied with a resounded yes.
So it would see most of the ADHD community never feel accepted or part of something, always feeling different and striving to fit in.
So it seems the sense loneliness, of being different is in fact a feature to the condition.
That constant drive to try and fit in or be accepted, a whimsical ideal that it would be better off abandoned.
So why don’t we just do that???
I suppose the simplest answer is that we want to be loved.
We want to feel less alone.
We want to know when we are at our darkest someone has our back, will hold our hand, hug us a little tighter, or at our brightest be the one carrying a banner and whoop whooping us in the way in.
Someone who believes in us!
Now if we are sad or down people assume depression, or that we are broken and need fixing when in truth we are needing to grieve for lost opportunity or frustration at lack of skills, we should be allowed time to do so.
Especially when emotions are so challenging because they are intense.
Not everything needs fixing.
Anyway made me think alittle about the idea that suicide is a depressive thing. Is it always that?
Can someone just not decide that enough is enough, that they have done all they need to and don’t want too anymore so move on, do they have to be down or broken or is that our way of thinking, another guilt driven control factor.
It’s a curious thought not an intention just in case anyone feels the need to commit me.
Now most people I know will say it’s awful when a person commits suicide and it’s sad yes but I feel strongly that sometimes when we have had enough, fought our struggles enough, done enough or lived enough we should be able to choose….
Is that terribly wrong ?
If it wasn’t taboo would it be accepted as normal to choose ?