The Owl

The Owl

The owl is often sought for its wisdom

But how wise is an owl really

If all an owl says is hooo

Hoo

Who

Who

That’s the only thing it ever says

Is the owl only considered wise

Because he makes people wonder who they are

Because all questions are related to who we are

Little stars wonder who they are

Water can't decide what state to stay in

Teenagers are still figuring out where they are

Maybe an owl is a psychiatrist

Keep asking

And maybe they will figure out the questions on their own

Digging deep into their own knowledge

Maybe owls are wise in their own way

Not in a human way

Because who are humans to decide

Whether an animal is wise or not

ADHD

For English we had to pick a topic to research and write a presentation about. I chose to do do it on ADHD and how it was real. The reason for this is that I heard that some people think that it doesn't exist. When I heard this I was absolutely incensed, for good reason. I myself have ADHD and learning that people thought I was using it as an excuse made me feel indignant. Part of the assignment was to write a letter, and I decided to post it here. So here it is.

Despite what you may think ADHD is a real disorder. It is not something that people just make up as an excuse, some do that, but you can not just write off a mental disorder just because you’ve never encountered it. Not only is there scientific evidence to back this up there is also real data showing how people with ADHD are affected. However I have to agree that the diagnosis process is much too vague, and there should be actions taken to prevent the people who are ‘posers’.

There is real scientific proof to back up the existence of ADHD. There have been brain scans of those diagnosed with the condition and there is a difference in size of parts in the brain compared to those without the condition. Specifically, the prefrontal cortex, the caudate nucleus and globus pallidus, and the cerebellum. There is also a difference in their working memory, working memory is how your brain processes and stores information. Studies on this subject have been done and have proven the fact that they have a harder time doing tasks that use working memory.  In the same study, they gave those with ADHD a test and compared their brain patterns to those without ADHD. They found that there was a difference in the blood flow in the basal ganglia. Which is usually used for response readiness and motor control. This means that those with ADHD are relying on the wrong areas of the brain for certain tasks. There are abnormalities in the brain, chemically as well. Indeed, the reason that stimulant medication works so well is because it balances out the chemicals in the brain. ADHD is well supported by science.

Another reason ADHD should not be dismissed is because of its detrimental effect on the lives of the inflicted. There was a study done on a hundred twenty-three children with ADHD, they were compared with a hundred nineteen children from similar backgrounds without ADHD, they were each analyzed annually until they reached twenty. There were some very interesting results. Mainly, eighteen percent of those hundred twenty three people suffered from depression. In addition, those with ADHD were five times as likely to have considered suicide, and two times as likely to have attempted suicide. Those with the inattention and combined subtype were at greater risk for depression and those with the combined and hyperactivity were more likely to have suicidal thoughts. In a different study it was found that girls were more likely to have teen pregnancy, due to the fact that the difficulties of ADHD cause difficulties in school and socializing which lead to low self-esteem. This loss of self-esteem can lead to those with ADHD to find ways to raise it, for most girls it is sex. The impulsiveness that comes from ADHD makes it more likely that it will be unprotected sex and as we all know can lead to STDs and pregnancies. Furthermore, these people are more like to suffer from drug abuse and get into car crashes. How can one deny ADHD is real when it has made so many miserable and depressed.

There are 4.4 million children diagnose with ADHD, which makes it the most common mental disorders ever. There are two possible reasons for this giant number. 1.) Therepastare this many people with ADHD and if this is the case then there must be something done to make their lives less miserable. 2.) There are people who are pretending and/or the diagnosis process is much too vague and easy to fake. To get past this problem I propose a more specific diagnosis process. There have to be at least two people who reccomend treatment, an interview with the patient, and a requirement to complete some tasks that require them to sit still and focus. Also, to prevent drug abuse with the medication there should be a screening process done with those who want medication.  This problem with overdiagnosis could be solved by taking these measures.

ADHD is obviously a real disease, as shown by the information stated. There is real scientific information to back this up, especially when it comes to the brain. There is also a correlation between ADHD and real issues like teenage pregnancy, depression, drug abuse, and suicide. Problems with overdiagnosis can be solved efficiently. Can one really deny ADHD’s existence after reading this letter?

A Different Kind of Princess

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I'm sorry I haven't posted on a while and for not continuing my Freedom story I assure you that I'm working on it and will probably be up in a week or so, but for now I decided to continue to post some poems I've been working on. I'm so proud of myself because this one isn't sad! It's actually one of my first times trying to write a happy/funny poem, so I hope you like it.

A Different Kind of Princess

I’m a different  kind of princess, in my head at least

I’m not the weak little flower

That would be locked in the tower

Waiting for the prince

I’d be so freaking bored up there

I’d probably manage to convince the dragon

To be my friend and then ride free

Fly over the prince

And ask if he needed a ride

Oh the look that would be on his face

Hehe (sucker)

I’m not the gentle soul raised as a servant

Forced to do chores and live in squalor

Going to the ball, marrying a guy I just met

No way

I’d get out of there

I’d run away

If I did last more than 5 minutes

I’d probably see the dresses and the scary food

And think I barely know this guy

Well I’m leaving

I got an episode of fairy tail waiting for me

I’m not a fierce warrior

Who could defeat an entire army

I could never climb a tree

Much less a pole with no handholds

I’d probably fall on my own sword

*sword in gut*

Enough said

 

I’m not a pretty mermaid

That would defy her father

For a guy i rescued

First of all if i’m going to defy my dad for a guy

It’s going to be for someone that I knew for more than two minutes

And I don’t think I’d want to stop being a mermaid

Because honestly being a mermaid sounds much more fun than being a human

I’m not a beautifully kind person

Whose huntsman would cut out my heart

Despite what people think I’m not always nice

I’m a bouncy ball of teen angst

My huntsman would be my buddy

So he wouldn’t kill me,

And i wouldn’t trust random ugly old witches

Or accept their nice gifts

Well…

Ok i’d take the presents

I’d go like FREE STUFF

Yay!!

Then I’d be dead

Also, I wouldn’t marry the guy who kissed me awake

Honestly kind of creepy that a guy I don’t know kissed my dead body

*shudder*

I’m not a selfless person who would climb a mountain for their sister

I’d probably leave her there

She was annoying anyways

I can't say I wouldn't fall for the cute prince

After all, I am a hopeless romantic

But I wouldn't accept marriage from him

I would probably fall for the ice miner who rescued me

As long as he’s cute of course

I’m not your typical princess

I’m not strong, brave, selfless, or incredibly kind

I do have some degree of common sense

Regardless of the amount

I’m also incredibly clumsy and spacey at times

Yet I like pretty and sparkly things

So stop defining me as a tom-boy or girly girl or anything like that

‘Well then who am i then’ you ask

Well..

I’m me

I’m Princess Skye spelt S-k-y-e

Voicemail to the Past

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Voicemail to the Past

Hello this is Skye I’m speaking to the me in the past

Yes I am you

I am speaking to you from the future

I’m going to give you some advice

And I want you to listen closely

Do not cry

Do not let our tears fall

Their appearance will bring our downfall

The end of our freedom

And the beginning of our torment

Only to end when someone had the mercy to let us play with them

Second thing, do not hesitate to dismiss those who have betrayed us

Do not give them a second chance

Or a third or a fourth

They will just abandon us

They are not the friends we made them out to be

Instead focus on those who are kind no matter their motive

For kindness is still a kindness

And a kindness requires guts

And guts mean that they will stand for their friends and family

If we become their friends we will not have to cry

Last thing do not let books become our only world

Let us embrace reality

Let books be entertainment

Not our only friends

Do not fall into the trap of belief that the world is based off of books

For it is the other way around

And as we both know the sequel is never as good as the original

Past self I hope that I follow my advice

Then we will be happier sooner

We will not have to wait such a long time to have friends

But if I do not follow my advice

Do not be scared because there is some that have stuck by us over the years

Our family, so if you do not follow the previous advice at least follow this piece 

Which is to value them and strengthen our relationship with them

But just think about this

Family is important and very valuable but, friends they are there by their choice

Not anyone else’s

ADHD Poem

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ADHD

It's plagued my life since I was born

Some call it ADHD

I want to call it a bad word 

A very very bad word

I'm aware that some have it worse

Some have other disabilities 

That are harder 

Yet.., 

The reactions are tough

There are different reactions to it 

Some are annoyed

Some shun me

But the reaction I hate the most

Is when they treat me like an airhead!

Like I can't do anything by myself 

Like I'm a toddler

Like a bomb about to explode

And maybe I am!

An airhead, a child, a bomb 

(I wonder if a bomb explodes just a small part or a really big part.... What was I talking about? Oh yeah.)

I don't want to be 

I don't want to be a child forever

I don't want to be distracted by everything 

I don't want to space out

I don't want to act on an impulse 

I want to grow

I want to learn

I want to be heard

DO YOU THINK I ASKED FOR THIS

THAT I CHOSE IT 

THAT I CHOSE to have to take meds everyday

THAT I CHOSE to see a shrink regularly 

THAT I CHOSE to have my troubles doubled

THAT I CHOSE to be part of a statistic

The statistics 

OH the statistics

Do you know the likelihood of an ADHD person to..

Kill themselves 

To take drugs

To get into car crashes

I don't want to be part of these statistics 

I don't plan to

But I keep thinking of the others 

The others like me

The others that don't understand 

those that can just forget about it

Those that can just go on with their lives 

Without thinking about it 

Well I can't stop thinking about it 

I just can't help wondering  

If my adhd is a part of me

Or just a feature 

Would I still be me without it 

Or would I be someone totally different 

The Swings

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The Swings

Each time she swings

The memories flood into her

Every sensation bringing it all back

The swinging motion brings back sweet memories

Of 3 friends

Of belonging

Of giggles. Laughter, screeches of joy

Of ignorance of what was to come

The creaking sound brings back the misery

Of one girl swinging alone

Of looking on at happiness

Of secret tears shed

Of music blasting

Of the naivety of a child’s true nature

A child's true nature

Is to scorn those that are different

To laugh at those that don’t belong

To ignore the outspoken

To abandon those who make a mistake

To crush the dreams of a little girl

Who was just trying to make it through

The height bringing back the walls

The walls of magic

The walls that opened

The walls that snapped back at the betrayal

The thrill of going as high as possible

No more feelings of inferiority
Of never living up to their expectations

They had no power over her

The power of freedom finally gained

The jolt of jumping off

The impact knocking her off her feet

Bringing her back to reality

That life is not quite like that anymore

She's not the same person

And she's much stronger

She has support now

She's no longer alone

The swings brought back memories

Beautiful and miserable memories

Yet they brought her comfort, and she depended on them

The one constant thing on every playground

But the little girl doesn't need them anymore

Uncertain

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Uncertain

I don't know who I am 

I don't know what I'll do

I don't know where to go 

My doors are opening 

But I'm not ready

I'm not ready to go

I still need Mom and Dad

I still need Mom to tuck me in

And sing me lullabies 

I still need Dad to take me on drives

When I'm upset 

I slam my doors shut 

Slide against them

Lean my head against them

Hoping it will stay there

I stay In my 5 year old state of mind

I stay in my disguise

I don't want to leave

I want to stay

The doors are opening

Slowly but surely 

I'm still not ready 

I resist furiously 

But they keep opening 

The light is flooding in

I hate it 

It's so different from what I expected 

To happen when I was ready

There was no glamour

No magic

I'm so behind

Everyone else is out

About and moving 

Already on their own 

And me, I'm still not ready 

The doors had opened 

I wasn't ready 

I didn't want to leave 

Now I'm behind