A powerful, unflinching and wryly funny mental health memoir that digs into the frightening importance of family and the completely terrifying power of love. In stories written over eight years of financial stress, two deaths, and one five thousand mile move, Frank goes toe to toe with his “mental hell tornado of overthinking, confusion, and boundless fear, and at least be of some use to my wife, my two ADHD kids or anyone I loved before everything I cared about was blown away.” But that means getting out of his own head long enough to care about others and learn how to help. For an ADHD, hypomanic, alcoholic, that’s a challenge. “Think about it. If every day of your life you wake up already engulfed in a roaring flood of urgent but completely confused and unrelated information hitting you non-stop, all at once, all the time, then the crushing cascade of conflicts and needs of career, creativity, parenting, loss and grief in a family crisis or any other calamity shouldn’t be overwhelming, it should feel like old home week. If only.”
“A serious heads-up by Bonnye Reed Fry”
Prior to reading this collection of essays by Frank South, I thought of ADHD and ADD in relation to children. A big problem facing our society certainly, with the education system hardly keeping up with the needs of these children, but a relatively new phenomenon in American society and one we had time to sort out. Not. I am grateful for the wake-up call this book brought to me, and for the tips and shortcuts brought to light when faced with handling your own or another’s meltdowns. I didn’t even understand the realities concerning the spectrum faced by afflicted children and their educators, much less society as a whole. Thank you Frank South and Rattlesnake Publishing for bring us this heads-up.
I received a free electronic copy of this collection of essays from Netgalley, Frank South, and Rattlesnake Publishing in exchange for an honest review. Thank you all for sharing your hard work with me.