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Originally Posted by Ferd
Boy we lived parallel lives.
On a sadder note, I had a friend who was much like me. Bright kid but serious bahavior issues and as smart as he was, still had terrible grades.
My mom and his mom were friends. My mom told her about diagnosis and suggested she contact the team I went to.
The lady didnt do anything. My friend went from bad to worse. I graduated. He didnt. I joined the military out of highschool. he went to jail. I went to college he got out of jail got a job, got on drugs. went back to jail.
we are both in our 40s now. Last I heard he was back in jail... I think for the 5th time. sad deal. I guess I picked the right parents.
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You are right, that really is sad. People cannot realize just how much a sense of self can make or break you. Luckily, our parents took steps to help us. Unless you lived it, or have seen it with your own eyes, it's hard to make the connection what kind a difference one little pill can make.
I can actually remember the feeling I got when I received my first compliment. I had a teacher whom I dearly wanted to impress. I enjoyed her class, she was really nice, and I enjoyed math and sciences anyways. I seemed to always get her mad, (because I would interrupt, inappropriate behavior, etc etc).
She was the first teacher that noticed a difference, and the second day of medication, at the end of the class, she called me to her desk, and I had that sinking feeling again, that I had done something that displeased her. She complimented me, not knowing that I was on any medication or seeing a doctor daily. I can tell you, I was on the top of the world! I couldn't wait to get home , and tell my mom. It was many years later, that I found out, my mom already knew, that the teacher had called her later that day, interested in what was happening, because I had gone from the class distraction to a model student in 2 days. My mom patiently listened to me going on and on about how I got a compliment, and how I was doing good in all my classes, and how I didn't have to be sent to the principals's office for 2 whole days. (Of course I didn't know it was medication, all I knw at that age was I was taking new vitamins every morning.)
Self worth, is so important. If you don't have a sense of self worth, then drugs/jail/alcohol, is where you end up in many cases.