Pockets of Organization   Leave a comment

Part of my ADHD is clutter, to a degree that much of my life is messy. Things are just all over the place. If I do get some things into a box, they’re rarely organized or sorted out before they go into the box; they’re just tossed there to get them out the way.

But there are pockets of organization in my life, and I cherish these pockets and hold onto them tightly. Sometimes they’re what keep me anchored when everything else is slipping out of reach.

My kitchen, for example, is always organized. Even though clutter invariably seeps into the room via the counters and the table and chairs, my cupboards and fridge are well-organized and I do have a plan and a process that I follow to get things re-organized.

But there are smaller pockets around the house. My diaper-changing stations are well-organized. I keep them stocked with wipes and diaper cream and diaper pins and Snappis and diaper covers. My dresser drawers are organized — as are my husband’s dresser drawers and my son’s dresser drawers. I have a really well-organized to-do list system in place that works really well for me. My house plants are arranged in a particular order on the table in the large picture window in the living room.

I think that it’s important to look for ability, to notice when there are things I do well, especially when those pockets of ability occur in the midst of (and within the context of) something I have difficulty with due to my disability. But it’s equally important that I be the one to realize it. It’s okay for someone else to compliment me on my organized kitchen, but I’m the one who has to be able to accept that pocket of organization as proof that I really am good at organizing stuff; my chaos is due to a breakdown at a different point in the chain. This knowledge is helpful when anxiety or depression set in. I am good at some stuff and I struggle with other stuff. Same as everyone else on the planet.

It’s just that the stuff I have trouble with is different from what everyone else has trouble with — if not in terms of the specific thing, then at least in terms of degree of difficulty.

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Posted August 27, 2015 by karalianne in Identity

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