A Little MS with a Little MSW

I have always surrounded myself with intelligent, Type A people. Some of my closest friends, my ex husband, my now husband, and my boyfriend in between all have/had above-average IQ’s and OCD tenden- um, disorders… 🙂

I, on the other hand, am probably as Type B as one can get. I’m not sure if that makes me a B flat or a B sharp, I guess that depends on if you are a glass half empty or a glass half full kind of person.

I’m also not very smart. No, it’s ok. It’s just something I’ve come to realize and accept over time. I’m not mad about it. It’s a unique and humbling position to be in, though, because it has made me aware of how often I have allowed others to enable and assist me.

My children are also brilliant, I might add. The sprinkle of autism thrown in to my youngest has made her adept at pretty much everything since day one, and my oldest has probably known more than I have throughout every developmental stage and just humored me along the way.

So basically, all my life I have chosen (or spawned) people that make me feel stupid and lazy by comparison. I know as a whole I am neither, but I have streaks of both and I don’t know which is bigger.

You guys are thinking I need therapy right about now, huh? That I need to cover these lazy and stupid streaks with some strengths-based, empowerment platitudes, right? Well, perhaps.

Or perhaps it’s ok to have an awareness of one’s own laziness and stupidity. Lord knows the lack of awareness among the stupid population is one of humanity’s oldest and greatest battles. If we can’t all be doctors and lawyers, maybe we can lean in to our stupid and bring awareness and advocacy to our large, marginalized population.