Please think before offering unsolicited advice
A well meaning but misguided friend laid into me last week about how food allergies can cause the same sort of symptoms in kids we see in Emmeline and Robert. I snapped off a sharp retort and cut off the conversation abruptly, and while I was a bit rude, here's the thing: I'm not stupid. I know all this already.
Since 2001, Bonnie and I have been actively seeking treatment for and developing coping skills to handle two children whose brain chemistry just ain't right. It'd be great if those problems would go away if we suddenly stopped feeding them wheat, or Red Dye #3, or dairy products, or started supplementing their diets with flax seed oil, or fish oil, or St. John's Wort, but in our case, it's not that easy.
We've had them tested for allergies. We've even tried limiting their diets to see if they had specific sensitivities. Didn't make one bit of goddamn difference. We've read the news articles, watched the documentaries, rented the videos, read the books. We've been to the classes. We've talked to the experts. Seriously.
I don't question the efficacy of those treatment for some kids, but mine aren't like that. They have legitimate disorders that do benefit from pharmacological treatment, behavior therapy and training. Even then, they're inclined to have good days or bad days, just like the rest of the human race. It's just that their bad days can be a lot worse than the average person's.
In many ways, it's the same kind of well-meaning but misguided advice that experienced parents offer new parents or that old married couples offer newlyweds. I know that it's coming from a place of charity, empathy and genuine concern, but I can't help this niggling feeling that I'm somehow being condescended to.
I get genuinely irritated that people -- in some cases, people who don't have kids, and in most cases, people who have never had to deal with the problems we have -- actually presume that they know the answer, simply because they read an article in Ladies Home Journal or saw a very special episode of Oprah.
I wish the conversation would just end at, "Did you look at [food allergies/environmental sensitivities/gamma radiation/electromagnetic interference/mercury poisoning]?" "Yes."
And then they'd let it go. But they never do.
I had one person tell me recently that they didn't agree with the medical diagnosis of one of my kids -- someone without any sort of medical training whatsoever. I had another one tell me that they didn't "believe" in diagnoses like ADHD or bipolar disorder in children, with the same sort of self-righteous conviction as someone might tell you they don't believe in the Easter Bunny or Santa Claus. And this person wasn't even a Scientologist.
When that happens, it's a bit like hearing a tax accountant tell me what's wrong with the situation in Afghanistan: Anyone's entitled to an opinion, no matter how ill-informed.
Knowing that diagnosing mental illness is a hazy science at best, especially in children, I take such comments with a grain of salt and try my best to let it slide, but clearly it can still irritating me, because I'm bringing it up here.
Anyway, I beg of you: Think before you speak, if you choose to speak to me or others like me about the problems with our kids. And please, tread lightly. We may not know everything, but sometimes, we really do know what we're doing.
And if you do think we're doing a poor job, for God's sake, keep it to yourself.
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I think you've come up against a few conflicting things:
* the biological impetus to help, especially when children are concerned. If you'd said that Robert and/or Emmeline had recurrent strep or ear infections or the like, you would have drawn just as much "helpful" advice ("throw away the toothbrush!", "get tubes" or "no, don't get tubes!"). This will come whether the person has children or not.
These people are not trying to interfere (well, probably not), but combined with your disarming nature (see below), they see an unpleasant situation and want to offer what assistance they can.
* your willingness to share information about Robert's and Emmeline's diagnosis, combined with the fact that mental illness still has a HUGE taboo around it. Your comments undoubtedly shock the hell out of many, who would never consider a discussion about psychological trials & tribulations, especially in children. Caught flat-footed, they blurt out something they consider "helpful", while at the same time they undoubtedly think/feel "oh thank GOD that's not me" and "those poor children/parents!!"
Those people who have dealt with psychological issues (whether for themselves or their children) would never offer such "helpful" advice, and would be content to ask "do you have the resources you need?", or perhaps go as far as saying "Dr X at ZZ Hospital was wonderful for my little one".
I think you're caught in one of those horrible Miss Manners moments where you have to grin and bear it. Unlike many diseases (including, often, cancer!) there is no simple answer or cure to mental illness. You're also not speaking just for yourself, but for your children (who cannot set their own boundaries in what you discuss).
In terms of taboo, I'm always afraid that someone will want to talk to me about my mental illness (I say that like I say "my newspaper" or "my desk"). It's such an embarrassing thing, and yet if I don't speak out, how will people become desensitized? 99% of the time, I end up embarrassed and silent.
If nothing else, you are tearing down the walls of the taboo. I commend you and Bonnie for that, and wish you well in dealing with the trials and tribulations of your children's upbringings, whether related to mental illness or not.
Posted by: Helen
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November 11, 2006 06:22 PM
Four days after my son was born, we learned that he was deaf. The next day, a Deaf woman told me that the only 'right' thing to do was to give him up to a Deaf couple, so he could be raised in the culture into which he was born.
It was that day that I learned to keep *my* mouth shut. :-) But I know exactly that feeling of being condescended to...you're not alone there. It makes me want to say to my advisor (and frankly, I HAVE said, in some cases), "Do you think I am completely stupid?" I don't think most of those people talk to me anymore. But I don't really care. :-)
Posted by: kerri
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November 11, 2006 06:27 PM
Helen:
You raise some excellent points -- I guess my alternatives are either to shut up, which I'm not going to do, or put up with it, which I guess I kinda have to. :)
Fortunately, at the end of the day, I know i'm doing what I think is right for my kids, and I know from the discussions that we have had about it that they appreciate our position as their advocates. And thank goodness, I hear it often enough from people who are also in active roles in my kids' lives, like their therapist, doctors and advocates, that I even believe it once in a while.
Posted by: flargh
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November 12, 2006 06:56 AM
Kerri:
It's interesting to me that there's a "culture" for deaf people -- I've seen Gallaudet on the news often enough to recognize that the deaf community is extraordinarily activist, and there's certainly a lot of benefit in that. But yeah, someone suggesting that you're better off putting your kid up for adoption because you don't share his disability. Well, holy shit. Wow.
Posted by: flargh
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November 12, 2006 07:01 AM
The operative words are "unsolicited" and (implied) "unqualified".
Rather than being motivated by a benign, vague "wish to help", the know-it-all buttinskis among us are a narcissistic bunch who have a pathological need to dominate others, sometimes by arguing for argument's sake. In those circumstances, anyone would be absolutely right to take offense.
Posted by: CapeCoder
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November 12, 2006 07:01 AM
See Peter, now you're just taking this to a whole 'nother level. You know the problem. It's the cheese. And mercury. The planet Mercury. Oh, and those little toothpick umbrella thingys. And static cling. Fix that stuff already, will ya?
:)
Posted by: Michael Harvey
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November 13, 2006 06:45 PM