Over-excitabilities. Intensities. Wound too tightly. Whatever you call them, they’re not fun. They’re not fun to parent, they’re not fun to be married to, they’re not fun to have yourself. Put ‘em all together and you have all kinds of emotional distress. Distress such as:
Do you ever wonder if and when you’re going to snap? Not just a twig-underfoot-snap, but a huge old-growth-tree-hit-by-lightning-snap. That feeling just keeps getting stronger and stronger, and I owe it to my family (and yes, to myself) to back away from the ledge and get a grip. No one will benefit from Mom losing her mind and running down the street naked with a platypus singing “My Country ‘Tis of Thee.” Except maybe the random person with a camera who then gains his 15 minutes of fame when his amusingly edited video goes viral. Dude, just Photoshop out the jiggle, that’s all I ask.
This summer, just an hour up the road from me, SENG will host their annual conference. I registered last month, but this afternoon finally got around to checking out what breakout sessions are available. And I fell in love and wanted to hug the whole danged organization and buy it a root beer float and rainbows and glitter and yeah, I’m excited about the offerings.
Of all things with giftedness, the social and emotional aspect is the part that hits us hardest here in the House of Chaos. Four people (three of them Type A firstborns), all with over-excitabilities of various strengths, bouncing off each other in a frenetic dance of intensities. It can be kinda rough, is what I’m saying. So to be able to attend a conference that not only acknowledges that gifted people are wired a wee bit differently but has sessions on how to cope with that wiring…well, it’s a relief. Maybe someone there will have “The Answer.” Or at the very least crib notes.
I will need those crib notes; we realized today that we’re looking down the barrel to the teenaged years. That realization did not sit well with us. So we’ll be working even harder to teach (and model) appropriate stress management. Of course, to teach and model such appropriate behavior, one must actually (ahem) learn it oneself. Which is one reason why I’ll be at the SENG conference this summer.
Pinky promise, I won’t snap between now and then, though the thought of a quiet padded room is delightful right now. I just don’t trust the guy with the video to Photoshop out the jiggle.