I have been known to walk into a room and everyone oddly notice and not notice all at once.
Growing up I got all kinds of attention I was cute funny sassy and adorable of course! But those aren’t the things I got the most attention about.
I got attention for not being able to read till I was 12.
I got attention for getting pneumonia a few times a year and every winter.
I got attention for not being able to breath after running around outside.
I got attention for not understanding social skills. Like never being sure when it was ok to talk, when it was ok to hug or whatnot to do when you walk in a room full of people.
I got attention for falling down while playing sports because my joints would pop out of place.
I got attention for being uncomfortable in Sunday school because I couldn’t read out loud.
I got attention for being scared of not knowing where people where at.
I got attention for not knowing what to do during Girl Scouts. And not being able to cut things with scissors.
I got attention for being dyslexic.
I got attention for being sick.
I got attention for being autistic.
I got attention for almost dying.
I got attention for almost getting hit by cars in parking lots.
I got attention for being unaware of dangers around me.
I got attention for being to trust worthy.
I wanted attention for painting well.
I wanted attention for being silly.
I wanted attention for being kind.
I wanted attention for doing the right thing.
I wanted attention for what I was good at. Like storytelling! And being good with animals and being a good friend and loving people and having a heart for people! And I wanted attention for being good at sports and that was never gonna happen because I am not good at sports.
What I’m trying to make you understand is that when someone is getting attention from family members or parents or teachers or whoever. And it’s attention of things out of there control like autism or diseases or learning disabilities, that you need to remember they are getting attention in ways they never asked for and honestly it’s not attention it’s help.
People who have differences or disabilities or whatever they are getting more help then others not because they want to. But because they can’t do it by themselves. They are disabled.
They don’t get to live your life they live theirs in bodies or minds that they don’t have control over. They didn’t want this kind of attention. It sucks.
Now may not everyone feels the same way which is perfectly normal! But this is how I feel.
I feel bad about the attention i took away from people. From my siblings. From my parents. From my friends. From the church.
I got attention when I was having a seizure during church. I didn’t want that.
I got attention because I have a feeding tube connected to me and have my backpack on and people notice.
I got attention being allergic to things and having to explain it.
I feel guilty. I didn’t want this attention but I did get the attention.
I was able to get more “attention” more “help” because I was unable to do it on my own.
I wasn’t being an attention hog I was unwanted attention hog.
when I was alone but because I was able to have helpers I got to be a helped hog.
Shayweasel is apparently a hog today….