I have ADHD and OCD -- (attention deficit hyperactivity disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder) -- and it's very hard for me to concentrate on things that are typical for other people. Things like housecleaning, for example. If I am cleaning a cabinet, my OCD kicks in, and I'll completely disassemble the cabinet and clean the entire hinge mechanism, taking all day long to clean one cabinet door and reassemble it!
But then, the ADHD may kick in, and I'll get distracted, and the door may get ignored and not ever get reassembled!! Yikes!
But I have coping mechanisms in place (finally!) -- my family understands and realizes when I have gone into one of these phases, and will help get me through it; I take medication for the ADHD and it saves my life, and I have checklists that help me stay on task.
Every day, though I am bound by some of my obsessions that I will always have: I cannot go to sleep without throwing away exactly THREE things (who knows why??), I have to double lock all the doors twice, and I can NEVER have the nutrition labels showing on the foods in my pantry.
Since these are not harmful, they are just quirky things in my personality that we live through, and we try to overcome the rest. Family and good doctors help us through the other stuff when it becomes too unbearable, and when all my cabinets are disassembled and laying in the floor!!
2006-11-22 17:34:37
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answered by luvmelodio 4
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Math was always difficult for me, honestly, because I just did not like it. I did understand it but I hated the number crunching. Going through school my strategy was to learn enough about it to test out of taking the classes. I took the math I needed to in High school, which at the time was algebra and geometry, then tested out of math in college (my major only required one math course) I did not take math again until I did my Masters work. When I had to do math, I did it first and got it out of the way. I respect the need to know it, I respect the subject but also I respect my right to not like it and get it out of the way.
2006-11-22 11:32:17
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answered by fancyname 6
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The easy part of your question for me is 'something difficult'. The hard part is telling you about it & the daily regimen I TRY to follow every day, as a coping mechanism...Well, here goes: On April 2,2006, a tornado swept through our little town & pretty much wiped it out. We lived about 3.5 miles out in the country & that ferocious, growling, screaming, hell on earth hit us first. We lived in a mobile home that we had moved in about 900 yards off the main gravel road, a little over 10 yrs. ago. That monster seemed to come right for us. We had a creek in our front yard & a large hill covered with trees as our back yard. We should've been safe. But, that demon came right up the creek, right around the bottom of the hillside & tried to take us out! It almost succeeded!! Our neighbors told us it lasted 8 mins. I don't remember too much (time-wise), I just remember the fear, the utter bewilderment when our home began to rock back & forth, but most of all, I remember the pain! I know I really shouldn't be talking about this on this type of web-site, but, something inside is telling me to let it out! I won't go into play by play action, so, after that beast left us, I couldn't get up. I could feel everything ok, well, actually I wish I couldn't have felt quite so good! Oh, Lord, the pain. I did, at one time during the tornado, start screaming for God to 'take me now, please, take me now'. I hadn't thought about my 2 boys, 10 & 8, my husband, of 11 yrs., & what my words would do to them. But, oh, the pain. My back was crushed in 2 places & all vertebrae in b/t were scattered throughout my chest cavity. Both of my collarbones were broken. I've had surgery on my left one since. Every rib on my left side was broken, cracked, or whatever, both lungs had collapsed, & the bone in my left leg had broken through the skin. I have a cage surrounding my spinal cord. I have metal from T10 through L3, for anyone that knows where that is & all the way from my left kneecap to the ankle. They went in through the left collapsed lung to repair the front part of my back injury & 2 days later they cut my back open right down the center & now I have about a 7-8 in scar down my backbone. Sorry it took so long to tell you all of that, but, it's a struggle for me EVERY DAY to get out of bed. Not just physically, but, even more so emotionally. I'm all broken, physically & emotionally, but I will survive & grow stronger through it. I have to remind myself every day what I went through 'cause I forget. I forget alot of things now! I have to face head on the fact that I will never be the same. I cannot work, I haven't had any luck receiving Disability Benefits yet, I feel as if I'm a burden to my husband & children...But, I do get a little better every day. I am now in therapy. I take depression meds, nerve meds for post traumatic stress syndrome, pain pills, antibiotics (alot of the time) 'cause my lungs aren't strong so anything going around, I get it. But, I'm telling you about it. That's a major step for me. I'm trying to help others with their questions, here on Answers, that I may have some experience in. I want to use my life for what God intends. He saved me, as well as my family, for a reason. I'm waiting for my purpose. I go day by day & sometimes minute by minute. But, God is always with me, even when I feel the loneliest. Sorry to take up so much of your time. Thanks for listening. God knew I needed you today. He will bless you somehow...
2006-11-22 11:02:14
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answered by Anonymous
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