pattyrieb
09-17-04, 07:20 PM
Hello all,
I hope posting here isn't inappropriate, as I'm a friend, not a significant-other, of an ADDer. I am a non-ADD woman
I have read through many of this forum's posts but haven't seen the particular problem I've had with my ADD friend, "Jessie", a woman who is living with her boyfriend. My dilemma, one I see others have, is trying to determine if the problem is likely a symptom of ADD...or not.
It seems to me a history of my relationship with Jessie should be given here. Hopefully, it will be relatively brief:
We became friends about 3 years ago when I began teaching her how to use the computer. It was a labor of love for me but often was also difficult (frustrating) because of Jessie's strong sense of how computers "should" work, rather than how they do work, which, triggering her tirades about stupid modern inventions, kept her from the chore at hand.
For probably over two years, as a friendship grew, Jessie confided in me about her problems with her boyfriend, among other things. She was in a constant state of extreme stress, not only because of frequent fights with her boyfriend, but also because of her financial difficulties, as well as her because of her struggle, as an ADDer, just trying to cope with life.
So, for a very long time, besides helping Jessie with her computer work, my role was exclusively that of a listening, supportive friend. In light of her distress, I had no expectations from her (for myself) and was content to let her do all the talking, which consisted of long, very detailed and very emotional descriptions of the numerous situations she found distressing or overwhelming.
More recently...about 6 months ago...Jessie was on her own, computer-wise, except for a occasional question by phone. At about that time, she also announced she had decided to stop verbalizing her problems because, she said, she was convinced it would only serve as a self-fulfilling prophecy. It seemed to me she had taken a giant step forward.
With the original basis of our relationship (the computer lessons, her long sessions of emotional venting) changed, I viewed our still-frequent phone contacts and our occasional face-to-face get-togethers as an opportunity for me to talk about some of the things in my life for Jessie's feedback and a little support. But, it hasn’t happened!
What I found was that even though she wasn't in distress, Jessie usually talked non-stop. Worse, any time I started to tell her something, she would cut me off in the middle of my introductory sentence and would start talking about something entirely different, usually quite trivial in nature, as if I hadn't said anything. And, almost as frustrating, if I did manage to get my story out, her only response was what seemed like a dutiful "Uh-huh" or "Oh really", which was followed with an abrupt change of subject...so that what I had just talked about died on the spot.
Sometimes, while on the phone with her, which was the usual form of our contacts, I'd hear the clickity-click of her computer keyboard keys. She admitted she was typing some notes to herself. I gently objected, telling her I needed her to listen to me. She told me she was listening and insisted that she could do two things at once. I tried to tell her it was impossible for anyone, but she maintained she could and when I persisited, cut the disussion short, telling me she "doesn’t want to argure about it!". Another time, at her house, as I again tried to talk to her, she picked up a magazine and began looking through the pages. Again I objected and she insisted she had heard everything I had said. This time, I asked her how she would feel if I scanned through a magazine while she was telling me about a disturbing fight she had had with her boyfriend. She thought for a moment, grinned sheepishly and said, "Point well taken"
But nothing changed. As the frustrating and sometime painful incidents continued, I refrained more and more from initiating any kind of meaningful conversation with Jessie. Mostly I said nothing. She, however, didn't seem to notice and was content to do all the talking. I grew resentful and, at times, was angry but said nothing, since previously she dismissed my complaints. Eventually, I concluded that as long as Jessie was the one talking about what was meaningful to her, she could maintain focus, was comfortable with details and had "enough time" to talk for as long as she needed to. But if I were the one talking about something important to me, she couldn't maintain focus, was impatient with my use of details and was concerned about a lack of time. And the kind of supportive, involved responses I had always given her just weren't there for me. I stopped calling her.
Finally, the other day, Jessie called me to ask if she could come by for a visit. When she arrived, however, I forgot my promise to myself not to try to tell her about anything of any significance to me.
I had made a series of plans (on a CAD computer program) for converting a bedroom into a combination guest room and a desperately needed walk-in storage room for my small house. I was excited and pleased with what I had done and brought out one of the drawings to show Jessie. She looked it over with little comment. I then reached for a second drawing that showed a different space arrangement from the first but as I put it in front of her, she moved it aside and told me coldly, "I don't need to see any more dimension lines!" I was stunned. She began telling me about something of interest to her.
A few minutes later, Jessie asked me if I were upset about her not wanting to look at the drawing. (Upset? I was furious.) I told her I was. When she gave me some feeble "reason" for her behavior, I lit into her, accusing her of doing what I described above. ("...only when YOU'RE the one doing the talking about what's meaningful to YOU,...", etc.etc.) I wasn't shouting, didn't call her names and wasn't sarcastic. However, I definitely was very intense and wouldn't accept some of her defensive replies. (For example, "No one else has ever accused me of those things!"). Shortly, near tears, she announced she didn't want to talk anymore and was going home. I told her I hoped she call me in a few days so that we could sort things out. She said she would.
What I want to know is this: Is what I'll describe Jessie as being totally "self-absorbed" and "one-way" when it comes to relating to me a part of ADD? Does having an ADD friend mean I shouldn't ever expect to have "my turn" when it come to being attended to and responded to when I talk?
I am having conflicting feelings. One of them is guilt. For a long time, I had tried "understanding" and hadn't wanted to cause Jessie more stress...so I said almost nothing to her about what bothered me and hid my increasing resentment. Then, with the drawing incident, I dumped it all on her.
My other feeling is that, in the final analysis, it doesn't matter WHY Jessie behaves as she does. The fact remains her inattentiveness, cut-offs and lack of involved responsiveness whenever I talk to her is to such an extreme degree that it's actually painful. "Putting up with it is crazy", I tell myself. "I don't need that sort of thing", "I deserve more from a ‘friend’" and "I should break off all contact with her." are some of the things I tell myself.
I think what angers me most is the apparent selectivity of the particular "symptoms" I’ve described. That is, if I saw that Jessie became distracted and changed the subject in the middle of talking about something important to her or that she avoided "a lot of details" in her own speech pattern or that she cut herself short while talking because she was concerned about not having enough time, I wouldn’t be as bothered when she does it to me.
The fact that the ‘symptoms’ don’t manifest as long as she’s speaking, regardless of how long it may be, suggests to me that somewhere in her brain she is making a judgement about "what’s important" (and what isn’t.) And, I conclude, she judges as "not important" whatever she isn’t focused on at the moment, hence, her cut-offs, change of subject, lack of involvement, boredom, impatience and concern over a lack of time when I start to talk. Indeed, that’s exactly how I feel, namely, that when it comes to Jessie, anything I might want to say to her just isn’t important and has no value.
My logic (is it faulty?) tells me there’s something amiss when a friend with a serious disability is confined to a wheelchair during the week…but miraculously manages to run in marathons on weekends.
What don’t I understand here?
Have you non-ADDers out there run into a similar problem? And will you ADDers tell me your reactions? I don’t know if Jessie will want to call me after my outburst of the other day but regardless of whether she does or doesn’t, I have to make a decision about what to do.
With that, I will end this.
I hope posting here isn't inappropriate, as I'm a friend, not a significant-other, of an ADDer. I am a non-ADD woman
I have read through many of this forum's posts but haven't seen the particular problem I've had with my ADD friend, "Jessie", a woman who is living with her boyfriend. My dilemma, one I see others have, is trying to determine if the problem is likely a symptom of ADD...or not.
It seems to me a history of my relationship with Jessie should be given here. Hopefully, it will be relatively brief:
We became friends about 3 years ago when I began teaching her how to use the computer. It was a labor of love for me but often was also difficult (frustrating) because of Jessie's strong sense of how computers "should" work, rather than how they do work, which, triggering her tirades about stupid modern inventions, kept her from the chore at hand.
For probably over two years, as a friendship grew, Jessie confided in me about her problems with her boyfriend, among other things. She was in a constant state of extreme stress, not only because of frequent fights with her boyfriend, but also because of her financial difficulties, as well as her because of her struggle, as an ADDer, just trying to cope with life.
So, for a very long time, besides helping Jessie with her computer work, my role was exclusively that of a listening, supportive friend. In light of her distress, I had no expectations from her (for myself) and was content to let her do all the talking, which consisted of long, very detailed and very emotional descriptions of the numerous situations she found distressing or overwhelming.
More recently...about 6 months ago...Jessie was on her own, computer-wise, except for a occasional question by phone. At about that time, she also announced she had decided to stop verbalizing her problems because, she said, she was convinced it would only serve as a self-fulfilling prophecy. It seemed to me she had taken a giant step forward.
With the original basis of our relationship (the computer lessons, her long sessions of emotional venting) changed, I viewed our still-frequent phone contacts and our occasional face-to-face get-togethers as an opportunity for me to talk about some of the things in my life for Jessie's feedback and a little support. But, it hasn’t happened!
What I found was that even though she wasn't in distress, Jessie usually talked non-stop. Worse, any time I started to tell her something, she would cut me off in the middle of my introductory sentence and would start talking about something entirely different, usually quite trivial in nature, as if I hadn't said anything. And, almost as frustrating, if I did manage to get my story out, her only response was what seemed like a dutiful "Uh-huh" or "Oh really", which was followed with an abrupt change of subject...so that what I had just talked about died on the spot.
Sometimes, while on the phone with her, which was the usual form of our contacts, I'd hear the clickity-click of her computer keyboard keys. She admitted she was typing some notes to herself. I gently objected, telling her I needed her to listen to me. She told me she was listening and insisted that she could do two things at once. I tried to tell her it was impossible for anyone, but she maintained she could and when I persisited, cut the disussion short, telling me she "doesn’t want to argure about it!". Another time, at her house, as I again tried to talk to her, she picked up a magazine and began looking through the pages. Again I objected and she insisted she had heard everything I had said. This time, I asked her how she would feel if I scanned through a magazine while she was telling me about a disturbing fight she had had with her boyfriend. She thought for a moment, grinned sheepishly and said, "Point well taken"
But nothing changed. As the frustrating and sometime painful incidents continued, I refrained more and more from initiating any kind of meaningful conversation with Jessie. Mostly I said nothing. She, however, didn't seem to notice and was content to do all the talking. I grew resentful and, at times, was angry but said nothing, since previously she dismissed my complaints. Eventually, I concluded that as long as Jessie was the one talking about what was meaningful to her, she could maintain focus, was comfortable with details and had "enough time" to talk for as long as she needed to. But if I were the one talking about something important to me, she couldn't maintain focus, was impatient with my use of details and was concerned about a lack of time. And the kind of supportive, involved responses I had always given her just weren't there for me. I stopped calling her.
Finally, the other day, Jessie called me to ask if she could come by for a visit. When she arrived, however, I forgot my promise to myself not to try to tell her about anything of any significance to me.
I had made a series of plans (on a CAD computer program) for converting a bedroom into a combination guest room and a desperately needed walk-in storage room for my small house. I was excited and pleased with what I had done and brought out one of the drawings to show Jessie. She looked it over with little comment. I then reached for a second drawing that showed a different space arrangement from the first but as I put it in front of her, she moved it aside and told me coldly, "I don't need to see any more dimension lines!" I was stunned. She began telling me about something of interest to her.
A few minutes later, Jessie asked me if I were upset about her not wanting to look at the drawing. (Upset? I was furious.) I told her I was. When she gave me some feeble "reason" for her behavior, I lit into her, accusing her of doing what I described above. ("...only when YOU'RE the one doing the talking about what's meaningful to YOU,...", etc.etc.) I wasn't shouting, didn't call her names and wasn't sarcastic. However, I definitely was very intense and wouldn't accept some of her defensive replies. (For example, "No one else has ever accused me of those things!"). Shortly, near tears, she announced she didn't want to talk anymore and was going home. I told her I hoped she call me in a few days so that we could sort things out. She said she would.
What I want to know is this: Is what I'll describe Jessie as being totally "self-absorbed" and "one-way" when it comes to relating to me a part of ADD? Does having an ADD friend mean I shouldn't ever expect to have "my turn" when it come to being attended to and responded to when I talk?
I am having conflicting feelings. One of them is guilt. For a long time, I had tried "understanding" and hadn't wanted to cause Jessie more stress...so I said almost nothing to her about what bothered me and hid my increasing resentment. Then, with the drawing incident, I dumped it all on her.
My other feeling is that, in the final analysis, it doesn't matter WHY Jessie behaves as she does. The fact remains her inattentiveness, cut-offs and lack of involved responsiveness whenever I talk to her is to such an extreme degree that it's actually painful. "Putting up with it is crazy", I tell myself. "I don't need that sort of thing", "I deserve more from a ‘friend’" and "I should break off all contact with her." are some of the things I tell myself.
I think what angers me most is the apparent selectivity of the particular "symptoms" I’ve described. That is, if I saw that Jessie became distracted and changed the subject in the middle of talking about something important to her or that she avoided "a lot of details" in her own speech pattern or that she cut herself short while talking because she was concerned about not having enough time, I wouldn’t be as bothered when she does it to me.
The fact that the ‘symptoms’ don’t manifest as long as she’s speaking, regardless of how long it may be, suggests to me that somewhere in her brain she is making a judgement about "what’s important" (and what isn’t.) And, I conclude, she judges as "not important" whatever she isn’t focused on at the moment, hence, her cut-offs, change of subject, lack of involvement, boredom, impatience and concern over a lack of time when I start to talk. Indeed, that’s exactly how I feel, namely, that when it comes to Jessie, anything I might want to say to her just isn’t important and has no value.
My logic (is it faulty?) tells me there’s something amiss when a friend with a serious disability is confined to a wheelchair during the week…but miraculously manages to run in marathons on weekends.
What don’t I understand here?
Have you non-ADDers out there run into a similar problem? And will you ADDers tell me your reactions? I don’t know if Jessie will want to call me after my outburst of the other day but regardless of whether she does or doesn’t, I have to make a decision about what to do.
With that, I will end this.