Chilly Same.
If you are having a heart attack, been in a car crash, suicidal, lost, got a fire, being beaten up - you want me around. I've dealt with all of those - I am very good at prioritising and sorting safety, saying the right things and giving a clear, succinct history to the emergency services.
Our son was chronically and seriously unwell for a long time. Multiple life threatening episodes in clusters. I was really good at dealing with that, at getting him to the right place in time, at dealing with very difficult decisions and distressing situations. There were many times where I thought he was going to die and I had no panic about it, just concentrating on keeping him calm and feeling loved in the moment. I had his funeral planned so that if he did die then I'd not have to think too hard about it because I knew I'd not be able to. That's kind of mad, in retrospect. But, in a crisis, I am very practical and efficient and funerals don't plan themselves and I was trying to look after future-me, I always plan for the worst case scenario and hope to not need it. He is well now (touches wood) but I keep my mental funeral for him up to date in my head incase he takes me by surprise. I don't think that is uncommon in people who have children who have been seriously unwell, but, now that I come to think about it - having a "just incase" list on Spotify is probably a bit odd and not the sensible stress management tool that I think it is.
I was given a prestigious professional award for innovation, I am full of really good ideas that solve big problems in my field. Problems that no one else could pick their way through, but, I have no difficulty with at all. I am an expert in a niche field, but, it's a massive niche and so I am in demand, there is lots of variety in my work - always something new and shiny to get excited about.
I am never fully prepped for meetings, and I advise at a national level - I do a lot of winging it and I manage/get away with it, but, I always think "if I thought about that properly and had done some preparation I could be quite good". I am very good at communicating - basically, dissemination of evidence is my skill.
But, give me a spreadsheet and I might die. We have run out of milk again. Sometimes my personal hygiene is lacking because I run out of time to wash because I get so distracted with rabbit holes of things which are not relevant to the task in hand and before I know it it's dinner time and I'm still in my pjs and haven't brushed my teeth. And I have been busy all day, but, have nothing to show for it.
I had a publisher approach me to write a professional book - two years on and it is still a series of post it notes.
Mindfulness distresses me - who can EMPTY their mind? If I do that then all sorts of thoughts pop up, it's stressful!
I am currently working on five big personal projects - all half done. I can't choose just one to concentrate on because things pop up with the others so I get stuck into that for a couple of days, and then think about the other one, and the other one, and the other one...
I live amongst piles of things to put away/sort. I can clean and I can cook - but it is only ever 80% done at best. Our house is ok, mostly clean, mostly organised, mostly decorated - but, I am embarrassed if people pop round because it never looks as nice as it would if all the things were done.
I feel overwhelmed most of the time. I zone out in the evenings in front of crappy tv with crappy food, and I knit or sew and actually feel relaxed if I have something brainless to watch, something to chew and something to keep my hands busy.
I lose my shit with my family sometimes. I get very cross if I think they are taking me forgrgnted. Especially with my husband. I am not needy, or jealous or insecure, but, I deeply resent it if they are late for something I want to do because I am always waiting on them letting me down. Which isn't something that they do, it's really unfair of me.
I can't imagine having a routine of any description. My husband is routine driven, he even has a poo at exactly the same time every day. He has tasks he does on a Tuesday, every Tuesday, because that is the day you do the task. He knows when insurance needs to be renewed, which day the bins go out. I am never actually very sure which day of the week it actually is. We laugh that if I was head injured and having to answer memory tests at the hospital I'd fail because I don't really know what day or year it is and I can't count backwards in sevens. I can't remember my children's dates of birth, I do know them, but I have to think and I get them all muddled up, which is embarrassing with e.g. the GP.
So, although I've been worried about DS and wanting to help him - I have totally missed that my own behaviour is, well, whatever it is. I'm a bit surprised by the assessment sheets. I just thought I was scatty and lacking discipline.
I think what I'll do is see if I need a diagnosis and some medication and then have a chat with DS.