![]() It might save you from embarrassing yourself-or your family. Train yourself to take a moment to breathe and let the panic pass. Whatever the reason, the panic fuels an already-impulsive mind to make a hasty decision that rarely ends well. Maybe we’re just caught up in the ADHD moment. Maybe it’s because we’ve made too many mistakes over the years. The moral to the story is: “Do not panic-ever.” With our impulsivity issues, a panicky thought sends us off in the wrong direction, quick as lightning. The poor kid had attended all her classes painted up as a cat during a regular school day. I looked up at her with my mouth wide open, and burst out laughing. The school’s Halloween day was in one more week. I looked over the flyer and noticed where her finger was tapping. She handed me a flyer and gave me a look that told me something was wrong. She quietly closed the door and walked over to me in silence. Nine hours later my cat-faced daughter returned home. The bus arrived as I put on the final whisker, and she was off! Paint flew, mistakes were made and corrected, and suddenly my 14-year-old was transformed into a cat. No daughter of mine was going to school without a costume because I was unprepared. I called for the paint kit and prepared for an emergency face painting. What? You’re telling me this now? One of my eyes snapped open wide and crazy as I realized that we only had 25 minutes before her bus arrived. The announcement landed in my kitchen like a bomb. She was in a panic because this was the day that she was supposed to wear a Halloween costume to school. It was 6:20 am, and I was making eggs-over-easy that looked mysteriously scrambled, when my daughter came rushing into the room. I’ve had a few dramatic train wrecks here and there, and poking around the wreckage of my life has taught me that I am most vulnerable when I’m overtired or stressed from too many balls flying in the air. This is usually because, in my haste to recover, I have missed something important. I quickly engage hyperactivity, scoop up everything that’s fallen, put it all up in the air again, but this time with a panicked edge and a feeling of dread. Everything then comes crashing down around me. I might also freeze in place as emotion and chaos flood my mind with indecision. There are those times, though, when a new ball comes hurtling at me, and instead of gracefully adding it to my armload of spinning tasks, I screech “Not the face!” and duck for cover. ![]() I can be a little intense to be around when I’m rushed, and the intensity wouldn’t be necessary if I were just a wee bit more organized, but I am fond of how the “H” in ADHD helps me out in a pinch. My hyperactivity usually has a wonderful upside, where I can hit the ground running while juggling six balls, then catch another ball in stride. ![]() It is amazing to me how much damage a moment of panic does to my otherwise nicely organized morning.
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