Originally Posted by
Zap_the_Fractions_Giraffe
It was a racket... my folks took me to a psychologist. They did an IQ test (128, wow, your son is smart! he should be getting GOOD grades!) then he put me in front of a computer with a clicky test. i had a clicker in my hand, and it would show a flashing square. you had to click it when it was a certain color. I passed it perfectly (oh, well... maybe he's INTERESTED in that, it must be more of an AUDITORY form of attention deficit!) the great psychologist also notices that "He blinks a lot and doesn't make eye contact... and he's tapping his fingers and fidgeting! it's abnormal for a 15 year old boy to show signs of boredom and impatience in a boring, long meeting! I'm gonna go ahead and say he has ADHD, even though he doesn't have behavioural problems and just sits draws and doesnt apply himself! he's not hyperactive... he's... he's HYPOactive! Shazam! Here's your diagnosis, please give a call to my colleague Dr. Feelgood and set your appointment!
then the real doctor, real doctor touches my balls, flirts with my mother and writes a script. Followup a few months later... "so i hear Zap is doing his homework and cleaning his room! he went from 180 to 140 lbs in a few months! No worries there, weight loss is normal! i own a 100,000 dollar coupe with an twelve cylinder engine!" keep going, grades skyrocket... down to 115 lbs at 6'0, doctor still writing those scripts "losing baby fat" I'm like forcing myself to eat a piece of bologna so I don't die irl, screaming fights with my dad so bad I can taste blood in my mouth, just smashing shit up... it really was quite traumatizing to me and my whole family. They all just wanted me to be a robot, academic intellectual sort of person but the truth is I'm supposed to be a farmer like all my ancestors.