Apparently I was good with puzzles and had good language skills when I was very young. But life got very busy for the parents and a younger sibling arrived. I've always learned things very fast. My younger sibling was recognized as "gifted" in math. I was not recognized.
Now that half my life is over, and that I have my own child, I understand more who I am.
But with my child now, everything is with a new perspective. The person I could have / might have been. Oh well. I will start anew.
I've learned some techniques to manage my intensities and intend to help my child ... but even then, not that many people understand. I fear for my own child's future intensities.
There is time now to do all the things I love, even if we have to eat toast every day, it is worth it, to spend some time/money to enjoy something creative and wonderful. Just take your kid with you, right?
