Knowledge is Power
… To hell with what other people thought or the obstacles I might face along the way. I signed up for the CHADD conference and my world did a 180. From doctors to psychologists, to educators, to other moms in support groups, I found my ADHD community…
In my recent interview on Building Blocks Parenting, Carlee Krichmar asked me if there was one take away, a piece of advice I could give other parents raising children with ADHD. Three words popped into my head that had given me the way forward and taught me how to believe in myself again.
“Knowledge is Power.”
I’d been so scared. When my child’s diagnoses started piling up on top of each other, like a stack of teetering stones, I kept trying to hide them, deny them out of existence, and pretend everything was normal. It felt as if I was hanging onto the side of a steep mountain, too afraid to take the next step. If I didn’t hold tight to my old beliefs, sheltered by my worst fears, then I’d tumble blindly into space.
But the day came when my child, spinning out of control, said, “Mommy, my body moves too fast and my brain can’t stop it.”
Hearing her words broke through my wall of doubt and shame. To hell with what other people thought or the obstacles I might face along the way. I signed up for the CHADD conference and my world did a 180. From doctors, to psychologists, to educators, to other moms in support groups, I found my ADHD community.
The knowledge I gained gave me the power to come back and give my daughter’s teachers new ways for her to keep up in class. I found activities she could do outside of school to build her self-esteem. And I was honest with other parents, asking for their understanding. Armed with knowledge, I now had the key to help my daughter with strategies and tools to succeed.
Yesterday, I was scrolling through Instagram when I came across a mother who had given up hope in her child. Her worries of having her child labeled and the stigma of being judged had left her hanging on the side of that same mountain. What she didn’t realize, I thought, is what she would feel if she reached out for help. A solid foothold. The kind that only comes when you give yourself the gift of navigating a new way ahead.
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