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Sept 25, 2016 21:41:17 GMT
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Post by drum on Sept 25, 2016 21:41:17 GMT
I have a doctors appointment Thursday and I want to cancel it. I know I'm going to mess it up. I dont even know what I'm going for.
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Sept 17, 2016 22:10:25 GMT
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Post by drum on Sept 17, 2016 22:10:25 GMT
gc7 you are a champion. Thank you for the incormation. I have done online tests and I'm sure I've read the criteria you speak of. I always score quite high. There are a few reasons for wanting to be referred.
Not necesarily to get help but to help me understand whether I'm just an idiot or is there a legitimate reason for my buffoonery.
My mistakes at work really cut me up and make me feel like an absolute failure, which desperately needs addressing.
To help my partner understand and cope.
And in case our boy is ever diagnosed, at least I have an insight into preventing him having the horrible childhod I had. Also to educate the missus and other family members.
So I thank you. I think I will make the dreaded appointment and if things seem to go barking up the wrong tree then I'll just battle through and sort stuff out myself, as I have always done.
Thanks again
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Post by drum on Sept 17, 2016 20:15:58 GMT
When you run out of petrol often.
Go past the turn for work you've driven a hundred times.
Wake up before your alarm. Enjoy snuggling back to sleep and then wake up pissed off because you slept through your alarm.
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Sept 17, 2016 19:51:30 GMT
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Post by drum on Sept 17, 2016 19:51:30 GMT
What is CCG? I dont want to go to my GP. I find them to be far too judgemental. I dont enjoy talking to them. I only tend to end up getting a lecture to stop drinking, smoking and do some excersise.
I dont drink a lot but I do love a beer. Fair enough about the smoking but as far as excersise. If I had a regular job with decent hours and time off I'd be playing a team sport or at least be a member of a squash club. I love sports.
I've forgotten what else I was replying to now. Ramble ramble. lol
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Sept 17, 2016 19:36:38 GMT
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Post by drum on Sept 17, 2016 19:36:38 GMT
Hiya,
I'm not too good at reading to be honest and dont particularly enjoy it. Just one of those things I never get round to doing.
I'm incredibly busy. I drive 150 miles a day for work so I'm often out the house for 14 hrs a day. Any spare time I do get I spend with my boy and my partner and "potch" as I call it, around them.
I do manage to find things to do, as everyone knows, there's always something that needs doing. My garden, although immaculately kept, is far too small for anything other than my shed. Wich is sort of a mni man cave.
Its big jobs, finances and admin thats gotten left behind a little. The man cave is part of the master plan because when all the manual jobs are done, I have no choice than to sit in front of the computer and go through my mail.
Like I say, when I'm happy, things get done. More space is definitely the key.
If possible I would like some information on where I could start with seeing a specialist, if a ever a thing exists. My sister is a SENCO primary school teacher and she's convinced I'm dyslexic due to my youngest sister being dyslexic. I cant really go see her about it because I'd like to keep it quiet, just in case there's nothing wrong with me and I'm just an idiot.
Not too sure where I'm going with this, just a bit desperate now I suppose. I could do with a little help.
Thanks too fior replying. I know I'm boring and ramble on too much but I'm finding it incredibly theraputic.
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Sept 16, 2016 23:19:10 GMT
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Post by drum on Sept 16, 2016 23:19:10 GMT
Hi,
Just joined. I have been late for work at least once a week since my paper round and milk round as a boy. Oddly I have never been sacked. When I was in the Navy, I was run (sort of court marshalled) by the regulators (the navy police) to the extent they knew me well. Anyway, enough of that. Thats just to give you a tiny idea of how manic the last 40 years have been but somehow I have still managed to be semi successful.
A little more enlightenment sorry. I spent the first 30 years pretty much single for obvious reasons and there has been a constant pattern that I struggle terribly with relationships. Being single unfortunately makes life a hell of a lot easier as I could blast around the house like a maniac fitting a bathroom whilst getting the dishes done (often the water goes cold and I have to fill the bowl again) and even doing my accounts at the same time. The unintentional philosophy behind this, is that whatever room I walk into, there is something there that needs doing and I do a little bit before I wander off through the kitchen to the garden for a cigarette and "oh the bloody dishes" and I fill the bowl again, then see through the window that the lawnmower has been sat there plugged in ready to go for hours. But it was all good. A manic and rather embarrassing system but it worked. Colleagues, family and friends have learnt to accept the madness in my methods over the years and my idiotic personality has ironically been my ally in relationships with friends and colleagues.
With intimate relationships my system obviously falls apart. It would be inconsiderate if not just bonkers to be plastering my walls or doing the droplinks on one of our cars at 4am. As you can imagine things have slowly been falling apart over the last four years since I've been with my beautiful and incredibly understanding partner. I have never been diagnosed with anything but I spent a large part of my childhood either grounded for not doing my homework or for my behaviour, or in a corridor outside a classroom for not paying attention or again for my behaviour. Yet since I was a small boy teachers, family, friends and colleagues have always and still do bang on about how fucking clever I am!
The reason for being here is because we have an absolutely stunning 9 week old baby boy and I am now just overwhelmed with distractions. Our house is tiny and I/we outgrew it years ago. I know what I need to do to make our lives better but I just cant seem to get round to getting anything done any more! Moving would solve so much just by having more space but I have a CCJ and I'm self employed. Due to my to do list being so far out of date nowadays I feel we are stuck in a bit of an unpleasant and quite hostile rut.
When home life is good, the rest is good. But with my home life being turbulent, I'm easily distracted at work and due to the nature of my work I then beat myself up for those mistakes. Then I have to go through the whole process of lifting my spirits again and again, putting our relationship under a lot of strain and the distraction factor at work gets worse. And the cycle goes on.
Some good advice would help me pluck up the courage to seek help and where to start. I'm not so worried about myself as to be honest I have come to terms with my "there's something wrong with me" with my crazy systems and have many hobbies and interests go keep depression at bay. Diagnosis would help me explain and give me the courage to talk to people, in particular my partner which might help her to cope with an idiot dick for a boyfriend. Thus in turn helping me to sort out our future together as a family for the better and let me put a new generation of crazy systems in place that will suit all three of us.
I just burnt my lasagne.........lol
I suppose I'd just like to help my beloved understand why I am the way I am and why I do all the silly the things I do. I used to find it amusing, now its become a hindrance on the future happiness of my family.
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Post by drum on Sept 16, 2016 21:50:07 GMT
Hi,
Just joined and your post has been the most enlightening bit of reading in a long time. Something I totally relate to. I have been late for work at least twice a week since my paper round and milk round as a boy. Oddly I have never been sacked. When I was in the Navy, I was run (sort of court marshalled) by the regulators (the navy police) to the extent they knew me well. Anyway, enough of that. Thats just to give you a tiny idea of how manic the last 40 years have been but somehow I have still managed to be semi successful.
A little more enlightenment sorry. I spent the first 30 years pretty much single for obvious reasons and there has been a constant pattern that I struggle terribly with relationships. Being single unfortunately makes life a hell of a lot easier as I could blast around the house like a maniac fitting a bathroom whilst getting the dishes done (often the water goes cold and I have to fill the bowl again) and even doing my accounts at the same time. The unintentional philosophy behind this, is that whatever room I walk into, there is something there that needs doing and I do a little bit before I wander off for a cigarette through the kitchen to the garden and "oh the bloody dishes" and fill the bowl again, then see through the window that the lawnmower has been sat there plugged in ready to go since 10am, possibly!? But it was all good. A manic and rather embarrassing system that worked well.
Where you come in is that when in relationships my system obviously falls apart. It would be inconsiderate of me to be plastering my walls or doing the droplinks on one of our cars at 4am. As you can imagine things have slowly been falling apart over the last four years since I've been with my beautiful and incredibly understanding partner. I have never been diagnosed with anything but I spent a large part of my childhood either grounded for not doing my homework or for my behaviour or in a corridor outside a classroom for not paying attention or again for my behaviour. Yet since I was a small boy teachers, family, friends and colleagues have always and still do bang on about how fucking clever I am!
I was so enlightened by your post because we have an absolutely stunning 9 week old baby boy and I am now just overwhelmed with distractions. Our house is tiny and I/we outgrew it years ago. I know what I need to do to make our lives better but I just cant seem to get round to getting anything done any more! Moving would solve so much just by having more space but I have a CCJ and I'm self employed. Due to my to do list being so far out date nowadays I feel we are stuck in a bit of an unpleasant and quite hostile rut.
If you ever do seek diagnosis or receive good advice it would help me pluck up the courage to do the same. I'm not so worried about myself as to be honest I have come to terms with my "there's something wrong with me" with my crazy systems and have many hobbies and interests go keep depression at bay. Diagnosis would help me explain and give me the courage to talk to people, in particular my partner which might help her to cope with an idiot dick for a boyfriend. Thus in turn helping me to sort out our future together as a family for the better and let me put a new generation of crazy systems in place that will suit all three of us.
I just burnt my lasagne.........lol
I suppose I'd just like to help my beloved understand why I am the way I am and why I do all the silly the things I do. I used to find it amusing, now its become a hindrance on the future happiness of my family.
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