My Generation
My generation was the greatest generation of all time…changing the rules of society to the acceptance of others as they are, promoting peace and love…not to mention the fabulous music! Woodstock…the most iconic music festival EVER!!! We went public with our protesting, public with our stand against intolerance, and public with the freedom to express ourselves through clothes and music. Fashion and style, speech and living were ALL influenced by this exciting time…the late 60's early 70's were the be-all and end-all of everything we enjoy today.
I am somewhat "disappointed" that the majority of my generation abandoned those ideals to embrace consumerism and capitalism so doggedly. All the while secretly "smoking up" at home to escape the prisons of mediocrity they have created for themselves. Such waste of potential creativeness.
I believe we are currently in another era of change that will shape our society for years to come. This age of computer technology enables the world to reach out and touch one another. This great younger generation have an understanding of the internet's possibilities that is second nature to them. They instinctively know anything and everything is possible. The days of boring, mundane, mind-dulling routine lives are over. The world is truly their oyster and they are sharing it with us…how lucky are we?:)
A beautiful thing when your world suddenly expands to encompass every possibility your mind can thing up!
Loving it!
? about hypersensitivities
I answered a question this morning on the ADHD site for women from a woman who has found her sensitivities have grown less tolerable with age, wanting to know if anyone else has experienced this and what is done to cope.
THIS is my answer:
Absolutely!!! I am now 56 and instead of age dulling my senses aging has heightened them to the point where what was once irritating and uncomfortable became intolerable.
An “unpleasant” smell has become something that makes me “run for cover”…my nose that is! I have to block the scent completely or I will gag and throw up.
All “unpleasant” sounds have become amplified so that I often feel like I have spent too much time next to the speakers at a rock concert where the sound reverberates throughout my body, making me nauseous. I have noticed that the sounds of nature do NOT adversely affect me, no matter how loud i.e. pounding surf against the shore, symphony of birds in the early morning hours…it is only man-made sounds that affect me adversely. Oh, and the woman with the high pitch voice makes me cringe as the sound travels up and down my spine:) Sweet as she is, I cannot listen to her speak for more than a minute or two:(
Every crowded event or situation that once stimulated me like a drug now makes me cringe and feel unsafe.
Even the former “stimulation to distraction” trip to a store, convention or street fair/carnival/circus that set me into a swoon of pleasurable looking now only provides me with that feeling of “too much to see” making me dart here and there randomly looking at the next bright shiny colourful thing that catches my eye. I am quickly overcome with a bone deep fatigue, barely able to remain upright on my shaky legs.
And last but not least that sensitivity to touch varies to such a degree there are days that I don’t know where to throw myself…sometimes loose, soft and comfortable is mandatory…others times the hug of tight Lycra clothes are needed.
Scary to think what the next phase of my life will bring.
I remain hopeful that I will find most things more tolerable…somewhere in the middle of these first two phases of my life.
