(((pinksoil)))

I LOVE your story about being in Kindergarten and feeling separated. I too, read a book to the class because I refused to go to school if I wasn't going to learn to read. So, as a result I was way ahead of my kindergarten class.

The idea of labels is such an interesting one -- do they *really* help us, or do they end up being an impediment? Personally, I've told T I don't want any label. I don't like to think of myself as SICK, and whatever is going on I think it is part of the normal human condition to have difficulties sometimes. That doesn't mean I want a label for the rest of my life.

I don't know why...but a story popped into my head while reading your post.

An older woman, when asked how she was doing, would always reply 'Couldn't be better'.
When asked why she replied that way, she explained, 'Well, given everything that is going on in my life, I'm doing the very best I know how...so...I couldn't be doing any better than I am doing right now.

This story has stuck with me, because I like the idea of assessing myself in the moment. I'm doing the best I can given all sorts of variables. If I recognize that I'm doing my very best, then it makes me feel better. Even on those 'off' days, I'm still doing my best.

I like that approach to life -- everything might not always be 'fine', but I'm always doing the best I can.

Anyhow, I just thought I'd share.