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<blockquote data-quote="BusynMember" data-source="post: 625233" data-attributes="member: 1550"><p>They do. I always tried very hard, but I must have been fired from fifty jobs. I wish I were exaggerating. Some were "easy" jobs like McDonalds, which was not easy for me because of the multi-tasking, pace, memory work, and my face blindness.</p><p></p><p>I think perhaps Son may do best working with the Dept. of Vocational Rehab where he will have a counselor who will help him find suitable work. Getting fired used to make me feel worthless and suicidal. When I married, although my husband was far from rich, we decided on a simple lifestyle and I did not have to work. That took a lot of stress off of me, although I felt a little inferior for not being able to hold a simple job. Still, not going to work helped my self-esteem A LOT. I could just be Mom and, although I was not an organized mom, I was a loving mom and that felt better than getting confused about what page I was on while stapling papers together. Yes, that happened to me many times too (sequencing issues).</p><p></p><p>Eventually I got Disability which I hadn't even known I qualified for because my disabilities were all invisible (although if you know me well, you can't help but notice that something is not wired right...such as I don't recognize who anybody is, no matter how well I know them). When I am comfortable and explaining issues I am very familiar with, others think I am incredibly bright. I am a paradox. I am not the only paradox in this world. Unfortunately, my superior verbal skills will not get me a job...you also have to be able to perform tasks well. There is no job where you just speak, unless you are an actor and I'm not (although I did well in drama as a kid. That was one thing even the kids who hated me admitted I excelled at). </p><p></p><p>But it's hard to become a professional actor/actress especially when you are too uncoordinated to dance and lack of coordination is very common with these particular neurological differences. So I sand and acted well, but I could not learn how to dance even with my mother being a dancing teacher. To go along with it, I could never learn to knit or sew or do anything that required eye/hand coordination. It's all part of the same...garbage. Too confusing to knit, sew, dance, etc. </p><p></p><p>Now that I am at Goodwill, which is made for disabled people, I am starting to feel badly about myself again. The tasks given to me are one step and not difficult, yet it is a real mental struggle every single day to do what I am told to do, even though they are hardly rocket science. The stress stems from my visual and auditory deficits and my non-verbal Learning Disability (LD). Here's a few examples of how simple work can become a struggle.</p><p></p><p>It is hard for me to do a simp;le task such as pull pink ticketed items off of racks. First of all, I miss some. Secondly, it is hard for me to tell a faded pink tag from a faded purple tag and I make mistakes due to not being sure which color is which and, no, I am not color blind. I just have poor visual discrimination skills and often also troubke keeping my midn on what I am doing (thus missing some obviously pink tags). I also do not have good auditory discrimination skills so I have trouble following instructions sometimes unless they are given to me one at a time and I can take notes, which works sometimes and sometimes does not work. I have been like this since childhood.</p><p></p><p>Again, if I wrote a book about my life it would be called "Confused." I have always been and still am, in spite of being taught various coping mechanisms, often really confused by life. I can not navigate visually or auditorily in the workforce. Yet I can easily have a long, detailed philosophical or political discussion that makes sense and I think very well in the abstract. I have also authored a few books that sold well. My verbal skills are excellent when I'm not nervous and I know my topic well.</p><p></p><p>I really feel for this particular young man. I can't even begin to describe how my heart hurts for him and how much I am pulling for him. I am pretty sure I would not be able to work well, without geting confused, at a Subway.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="BusynMember, post: 625233, member: 1550"] They do. I always tried very hard, but I must have been fired from fifty jobs. I wish I were exaggerating. Some were "easy" jobs like McDonalds, which was not easy for me because of the multi-tasking, pace, memory work, and my face blindness. I think perhaps Son may do best working with the Dept. of Vocational Rehab where he will have a counselor who will help him find suitable work. Getting fired used to make me feel worthless and suicidal. When I married, although my husband was far from rich, we decided on a simple lifestyle and I did not have to work. That took a lot of stress off of me, although I felt a little inferior for not being able to hold a simple job. Still, not going to work helped my self-esteem A LOT. I could just be Mom and, although I was not an organized mom, I was a loving mom and that felt better than getting confused about what page I was on while stapling papers together. Yes, that happened to me many times too (sequencing issues). Eventually I got Disability which I hadn't even known I qualified for because my disabilities were all invisible (although if you know me well, you can't help but notice that something is not wired right...such as I don't recognize who anybody is, no matter how well I know them). When I am comfortable and explaining issues I am very familiar with, others think I am incredibly bright. I am a paradox. I am not the only paradox in this world. Unfortunately, my superior verbal skills will not get me a job...you also have to be able to perform tasks well. There is no job where you just speak, unless you are an actor and I'm not (although I did well in drama as a kid. That was one thing even the kids who hated me admitted I excelled at). But it's hard to become a professional actor/actress especially when you are too uncoordinated to dance and lack of coordination is very common with these particular neurological differences. So I sand and acted well, but I could not learn how to dance even with my mother being a dancing teacher. To go along with it, I could never learn to knit or sew or do anything that required eye/hand coordination. It's all part of the same...garbage. Too confusing to knit, sew, dance, etc. Now that I am at Goodwill, which is made for disabled people, I am starting to feel badly about myself again. The tasks given to me are one step and not difficult, yet it is a real mental struggle every single day to do what I am told to do, even though they are hardly rocket science. The stress stems from my visual and auditory deficits and my non-verbal Learning Disability (LD). Here's a few examples of how simple work can become a struggle. It is hard for me to do a simp;le task such as pull pink ticketed items off of racks. First of all, I miss some. Secondly, it is hard for me to tell a faded pink tag from a faded purple tag and I make mistakes due to not being sure which color is which and, no, I am not color blind. I just have poor visual discrimination skills and often also troubke keeping my midn on what I am doing (thus missing some obviously pink tags). I also do not have good auditory discrimination skills so I have trouble following instructions sometimes unless they are given to me one at a time and I can take notes, which works sometimes and sometimes does not work. I have been like this since childhood. Again, if I wrote a book about my life it would be called "Confused." I have always been and still am, in spite of being taught various coping mechanisms, often really confused by life. I can not navigate visually or auditorily in the workforce. Yet I can easily have a long, detailed philosophical or political discussion that makes sense and I think very well in the abstract. I have also authored a few books that sold well. My verbal skills are excellent when I'm not nervous and I know my topic well. I really feel for this particular young man. I can't even begin to describe how my heart hurts for him and how much I am pulling for him. I am pretty sure I would not be able to work well, without geting confused, at a Subway. [/QUOTE]
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