Hi, Hello, Greetings & Salutations
My name is Holly and I’m an addict OOPS! Wrong room.
In all actuality, I am an addict of sorts. I am addicted to the world I live in. It is one of constant surprises and amazing wonder. Sure, I spend a couple of months a year ready to move to a cave and never see the light of day again, but those are just moments.
I am a mother, a writer, war veteran, dog lover, wife, soon-to-be student (again), medic, housekeeper, music nut…Are you getting the general picture?
I have resisted my own dx for years and will likely continue to do so. I like me. I don’t want to change me. Even when me, myself and I are at complete odds with one another.
I followed a very interesting path via Twitter and found this site. I answered the Call to Arms and perhaps my life can (if nothing else) give YOU some comedy, me some catharsis and “them” some insight.
Without further ado – here are the players in this world of mine. I like to call it Schizamore. Crazy Love. It works for us.
Holly – Me. I am all over the map. I love a lot of things, but I lack the patience with most everything in the world. I am terrible in a crowded room, loud noises and I cannot talk on the phone if there is any outside stimuli. My friends have often referred to me as having “a lot of layers”. Even I haven’t figured them all out.
Kris – Husband & Stepdad (OCD, ASocial, Borderline…Anyone else wanna scream it with me? SPECTRUM!!!) Kris has no filter and doesn’t play well with others. He won’t come up a lot as he’s still in the Army and, well…it just isn’t a good idea.
Morgan – Daughter (Artist, actress, sweetheart who has no problem being her own person – closest thing to NT we have here)
Madison – Son (In process of dx but verified Oppositional Defiant Disorder)
Max – Son (Aspie with a lifelong love affair with science. Sound & touch sensory input issues…Best friend is the dog)
Loki – Our Siberian Husky. Works hard at keeping us together and functional. Has a nose for oncoming meltdowns and reacts like you might expect a trained service dog to.
This is my immediate family. These are the people I can’t live without – Even when we think we can’t live with one another. It’s all a matter of staggering our “moments”.
Nice to meet ya! Pull up a chair and get comfy, ya hear?