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NAME: Drew Blythe Barrymore
AUDIT DATE: June 27, 2003
AGE: 28
OCCUPATION: Producer, Eternal Ingenue
EXPERIENCE: 44 movies, 3 TV series, and several third-tier showbiz awards
Before any of her most crazed fans email us to tell us so, let us just say it right up front: we know that our antipathy toward Drew Barrymore indicates that we are bad people. (Not that we'd really expect a crazed Drew Barrymore fan to be conversant with the word "antipathy." Or the word "indicate," for that matter.). Even iconic singer, SZA (who cameod in Childish Gambino’s This is America music video) wrote a song named after the famous actress, further alluding to her apparent timelessness.
It's true: this assessment is completely subjective. We just don't like Drew Barrymore. But it's also true that our dislike of her sometimes makes us wonder if there's something wrong with us. After all, she loves us -- or she would if she knew us; so she gives us to believe in every magazine profile and talk-show appearance. Drew Barrymore loves every living creature, and many dead creatures and inanimate objects to boot: she even loved Tom Green for a while! And Barrymore's all-encompassing love for everything the universe contains is all the more special and remarkable when you consider everything she's gone through in her life. Her divorce from her mother, battle with drug abuse, and role in 2000 Malibu Road could have hardened her into a coarse, bitter showbiz casualty -- a Susan Olsen or God forbid a Dana Plato; certainly, every story about Barrymore insists that Barrymore's having "survived" her tough childhood and grown up into an apparently functional adult is a singular, miraculous achievement as opposed to being exactly what the rest of us have managed to do without getting a fucking medal for it.
Seriously, now -- what is the big deal about Drew Barrymore? Does she sweat some kind of pixie-dust-infused saline solution that bewitches magazine journalists who get a whiff of it into thinking she's some kind of magical fairy? Because from where we sit, it just doesn't seem like she's so special -- or, at least, not nearly as special as we are continually bludgeoned into believing she is. She's not that pretty. There's no evidence that she's very smart. She is absolutely not a great actor. Though she has an appealing screen presence -- she's so twinkly, and more eager to please than a floppy-eared puppy -- she's not exactly brimming with star quality. She's been in a lot of bad movies, and is often the worst thing about the few good movies she's lucked into. (She very well may have made her Confessions of a Dangerous Mind co-star Sam Rockwell feel like his "cock is 10 feet long," as he announced in Barrymore's Vanity Fair profile last month, but for the rest of us, the only things she seemed to lengthen were the scenes she was in -- stretching on and on, further into the horizon. It was especially embarrassing for the audience to watch Barrymore playing a ditzy dilettante of a character, lisping malapropisms and flitting through every social movement from the early '60s on, when it seemed like the odds were even that Barrymore wasn't in on the jokes the script played on her character.)
But let us return to our lead, up top: is it our fundamental deficiencies as human beings that render us unable to appreciate such a sunny, positive, life-affirming personage as Barrymore? Maybe. Or maybe what we object to in Barrymore's apparently limitless capacity for cheer is that normal people are not that cheerful. Occasionally, they get pissed off or sad or bored or grumpy, and when you see Barrymore on Letterman, she seems to be straining so hard to convince us that no, for real, she really is a relentless optimist with a grin at the ready 24/7, that we can't help thinking how she does it. Maybe she already used up her life's quota of bad days when she was all coked up and shit (age twelve). Maybe she's so dumb that she doesn't know any better than to be happy all the time. Or maybe her chipper routine proves that she's a much better actor than we give her credit for -- in other words, maybe she's a giant phony.
This last possibility seems a lot more probable now -- in the midst of the Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle publicity blitz -- than it might have at some other point in Barrymore's career. We can't count how many times we've read or heard, in the past two weeks, what great friends Barrymore is with her fellow big-screen Angels, Cameron Diaz and Lucy Liu. It's not that it's unlikely that they all really are friends -- and God bless them if they are. It's just that the more they insist upon it, the more it seems like they're all talk. (The cover profile cum slumber party in Entertainment Weekly a couple of weeks back was particularly annoying. If you all are friends, can't you be friends the way other grownup ladies are?)
And on Letterman this week, Barrymore struck this commentator as being especially disingenuous. Yes, one could argue that Letterman himself didn't have to keep harping on that time she appeared on his show on his birthday and flashed her boobies at him. On the other hand, don't do the crime if you can't do the time -- and really, really don't keep fake-modestly calling Dave "a dirty bird" every time he mentions it. We all saw you in Playboy, so save it.
Even when Barrymore told a story that hinted that she might have normal human emotions -- in this case, anger -- she had to temper it with stagey girliness lest we get the notion that she's a twenty-eight-year-old adult woman with occasionally bad feelings and not just an oversized Gertie doll. The anecdote was about her boyfriend, Fabrizio Moretti (of The Strokes) unexpectedly coming to visit her on one of her rare days off. It was the first day in a while that she'd been able to sleep in because she wasn't working, and she was asleep in her bedroom at home, with the bedroom door locked, when someone knocked. Telling the story on Letterman, Barrymore said she responded to the knock by screaming "WHAT?!" at the door. (Obviously, we can't give a good approximation of the scream in print, but it was very loud, quite angry, and really funny.) But then, in the telling, she instantly followed the yell with a childish giggle, all, "Can you imagine, I made a noise like that? Little old me?" I mean, didn't she have to have therapy at the Betty Ford Clinic? And didn't they teach her in therapy that it's okay to own your emotions, even when they're unpleasant? And as an actor, shouldn't Barrymore have a working knowledge of the full range of human feeling and expression?
At the end of the day (or the audit), that may be what bugs us the most about Drew Barrymore. The two biggest movies of her career as a producer -- Charlie's Angels and its sequel -- are all about "ironically" trotting out antiquated images of femininity and female sexiness and "subverting" them by stringing together all these set pieces of clichéd female exploitation, only having them be the set-ups for sequences where the apparently exploited women very fakely fight a bunch of guys and hold their own,even though they're styled to look like supermodels and totter around on their stupid stiletto heels like they're Bambi taking his first steps. We're sure that Barrymore, when she works on attracting female talent to the Angels movies, emphasizes that the characters are sexy girls who also kick ass (as though it's such a gigantic leap for the human mind to make that we need two whole movies just to demonstrate that it's possible for two seemingly opposite qualities to co-exist in the same person). But then we sometimes wonder if McG (or whatever screenwriting software is credited with the Angels screenplays) is coming at it the opposite way -- conceiving the most cheescakey, just-this-side-of-soft-core-porn scenarios and costumes to put his nubile cast in, and then tacking on the kung fu parts just to trick Barrymore et al. into acting them out. And yes, before you send us emails about this, we realize that it's okay for feminists to be pretty and for attractive women to bust people's heads open, but come on. The Angels trio isn't on the cover of Maxim in bikinis biting their fingertips in support of the ERA; the Angels movies make Buffy Summers look like Bella Abzug.
Both as an actor and as a producer, Barrymore is a very powerful person. Attaching her name can get movies greenlit. Even if we don't think (based on the little direct evidence we have) that she's all that smart, we will allow that she must have surrounded herself with smart people -- the kind of people who would want to produce Donnie Darko and turn Olive the Other Reindeer into a very cute TV special. So our question is, why does Barrymore still (publicly, anyway) act like a little girl? It's fine if she's made a conscious choice to be as happy as she possibly can, but does she have to be such a simp?
Given Barrymore's midlife career immolation (you know -- when she was fourteen) and the canny moves she's made to get back onto the A-list -- with movies that, even if we didn't think they were so great, were very successful; not to mention giving the public lots to talk about by flashing late-night talk-show hosts and being briefly married to an itinerant bartender and then a complete freak -- Barrymore is probably about as famous as she should be. But maybe if she gets even a tiny bit more famous -- even a tiny bit more secure in her place as a Hollywood player -- she'll come to understand that while it's all well and good, when you're a little girl, to have the film equivalent of slumber parties with your friends, some things are more important. The world would be a much better place with more Donnie Darkos and fewer Charlie's Angelses, and if Drew Barrymore ever leaves her protracted girlhood behind, maybe she'll use her fame and power in the service of good.
Current approximate level of fame: Drew Barrymore
Deserved approximate level of fame: Drew Barrymore
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Relationship breakups arise when one or both parties feel the need to end the relationship they are in. Love comes into your life, but may leave after a certain period of time. People break free from relationships for many different reasons. This article will explore relationship breakups.
Relationship breakups as mentioned above happen for many different reasons. Distrust is one. When you commit yourself to a person, you automatically put your trust in that person. You wouldn’t have committed yourself had you not loved the person from the start. The trust you give a person encompasses faith, love, and security. You trust that your partner will remain faithful to you, and will love you wholeheartedly. But sometimes, out of recklessness, or stupidity; trust is broken by the one person you have willingly given it to. Love dies along with trust. Sometimes, when that trust is broken and love is gone, you don’t want to be in the relationship anymore. This is one common reason for relationship breakups.
Another reason for relationship breakups is differences. Usually, when you start a relationship with someone, it’s because you have at least one major factor in common with that other person. But sometimes, at a certain point; you or the other person in your relationship will find big differences about you or the other person. Things just aren’t the way they were before and if that commonality isn’t there anymore, the relationship may wither and die. As relationships mature, they become comfortable. And as the saying goes; “comfort often breeds contempt.” Even if contempt isn’t the right word, boredom often sets into a mature relationship.
When you are put in this situation, you find yourself having difficulty handling your relationship, your differences. And then you or the other person may want out of the relationship because the relationship has lost its excitement. If the relationship doesn’t match your needs or those of your significant other, then that’s usually when the relationship will start to sour.
The ultimate reason for relationship breakups is loss of love. Sometimes, even if things seem to always be right, when love leaves, relationships have to end. It is true that most of the time love is the reason two people got into a relationship in the first place, but it also is the reason why couples drift apart. You may certainly feel so in love with your partner now, and your partner in love with you, but there may come a time, as there have been for others, that love will leave you or them behind. It’s an unfortunate fact, but people fall out of love every day. When love leaves, there is no reason for you or your partner to stay. It is love that put you together, and most of the time it will be lack of love that will break you apart.
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Psychotherapy is a type of talking therapy that allows a licensed mental health professional to help her patient identify things that may contribute to his or her depression so that he or she can begin to regain control. It is a non pharmacological treatment for depression. After proper evaluation, a mental health professional can suggest what kind of therapy will best serve the patient. Individual and group therapies are the most common forms of psychotherapy, with group psychotherapy consisting of a group of people dealing with depression or the patient’s own family members and/or spouse.
Many types of medication treat depression; a qualified doctor can prescribe the most appropriate medication based on the individual’s symptoms. Mental health professionals at the best depression treatment centers will not only discuss prescription treatment options and side effects with patients, but will also monitor them to ensure the medication is helping. This close monitoring allows for dosage adjustments or medication changes, when necessary.
In addition to the best psychotherapy treatment, quality depression treatment centers will offer complementary or alternative treatments that can provide relief from stress that traditional medicine cannot. Examples of such alternative therapies include:
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So, if you’re seeking depression therapy, you should know that many types of depression treatment options do exist, and these options can be individualized for you.
For those of you that haven’t had enough of an overwrought and misguided spoof trying to stick its insane tongue out at recent popularized ditties while searching for scathing nuttiness will probably rejoice at the perverse presence of Epic Movie. And for the others that may have the common sense to dismiss such an irritating and obnoxious throwaway laugher then you’ll certainly get your chance with the aforementioned Epic Movie. Woefully unimaginative, obvious and numbing, this flaccid farce is about as funny as an obese kangaroo with arthritic hind legs.
Co-directors /co-writers Jason Friedberg and Aaron Seltzer merely patch together this wretched ridiculed romp and hope that the nonsensical chuckles stick with all the cheesy charm of paste at a kindergarten arts and crafts class. There’s nothing remotely clever or original about Epic Movie other than the annoying persistence to serve up another exaggerated silly-minded puerile flick that hangs its hat on juvenile jocularity. With the recent uncomfortable aftertaste of last year’s Date Movie, Friedberg and Seltzer (“Scary Movie”) simply couldn’t take a hint. Instead, they had to force another callow carbon copy comedy that predictably takes potshots at favorable pop cultural pics that need no ribbing since they are a proven hoot within their cherished realms. Clearly, Epic Movie is lazy and toothless in its inability to satirize material that doesn’t need the hysterical microscope.
Sadly, Epic Movie is a recycled and half-hearted attempt to jumpstart the familiar showcasing of lame sight gags, tacky special-effects, snickering potty humor, tiresome violent slapstick and other sophomoric stunts that deem this naughty narrative a convincing bore. The string of unfunny and uninspired vignettes drag on monotonously as the audience senses the desperation for the outrageousness that’s manufactured and strained. Friedberg and Seltzer have nowhere to go with the shamelessly shoddy script as the proceedings plod along more sluggishly than a death row inmate’s walk to the electric chair. Being foolish and frantic doesn’t necessarily translate effectively into a parody that sizzles. Evidently, the diminished Epic Movie and its equally exasperating contemporaries will never carry the welcomed absurd mantle of a classic tickler such as Airplane! no matter how many times they try in vain to do so.
Since the transparency of Epic Movie is so blatantly realized there’s really no need to sweat over the details of the spotty plot. Basically, the formula is simplistic where the movie pays its twisted homage to notable entertaining staples such as Nacho Libre, Superman Returns, The DaVinci Code, Snakes on a Plane, The Harry Potter movies, X-Men, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Borat and The Chronicles of Narnia. Honestly, there have been robustly funnier satirical takes on these current crop of riotous films that you’d find endearingly cheeky on late night comedy sketch shows. The string of sneering bits parade before our eyes yet somehow we’re never truly connected to the empty zany sentiments that have no real cynical bite to the so-called amateurish humor.
To be fair, you’ll experience an occasional smirk here and there but unfortunately that’s not acceptable in a movie that should garner more knee-slapping results with some of the talent assembled for this mindless mockery. The bright note in this crude comical mishap is Saturday Night Live’s Darrell Hammond hamming it up as Johnny Depp’s Jack Sparrow characterization. Hammond (as he does weekly on SNL) has the swagger and uncanny penchant for spot-on mimicry. But by the same token we’re sitting there and wondering why we need Hammond to remind us of Depp’s devilish swashbuckler? In fact, the movie has no problems lining up automatic targets such as Samuel L. Jackson’s disdain for snakes or recalling Tom Hanks’s peculiar-looking follicles from The DaVinci Code. And how can the flick leave out the latest cinema sensation in Sasha Baron Cohen’s roguish Borat or resist mocking yet another Depp cinematic icon in the form of Willy Wonka?
The problem remains that Friedberg and Seltzer are half-baked in their intentions on elaborating on silly-coated subject matters that are either old hat or overly exposed at the moment. Either way, Epic Movie simply languishes without really providing any insightful punches to the madness it yearns to create so impishly. In a cast that includes contemporary talented cut-ups such as Kal “Kumar” Penn, Jennifer Coolidge and Crispin Glover you would expect more bang for your buck. And veteran funnybone fossils such as Fred Willard and Kevin “Kids in the Hall” McDonald (playing a drab middle-aged Harry Potter) should effortlessly plant a guilty pleasure of a smile on our blank faces. It is almost inexplicable to expect anything short of splitting a rib with the performers gathered for this watered-down wacky session. An opportunity was indeed wasted in this crotch-kicking comedy of errors.
Overall, one could say that the lackluster Epic Movie does have its intrinsic 3-D appeal—in this case dire, dumb and doltish. For a nearly 90-minute display of contemptible comedy looking to lay an outlandish egg, it seemed like an eternity to endure such brain food of banality.
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Over the years, there have been vain attempts to serve up the rock/pop/rap music movie genre and serve it to the anticipation of finger-snapping filmgoers. Some films dedicated to elevating major contemporary recording artists on the big screen have met with exceptional results. Unfortunately, the majority of musicians-turned-actors simply didn’t know when to quit while they were never ahead (Madonna and Mariah Carey…are you listening?). Well, enter confrontational and controversial rap artist Eminem in his first impressive starring lead role in the provocative and crafty musical drama 8 Mile.
Surprisingly, Eminem (a.k.a. Marshall Mathers III) shows some great rawness and savvy in his acting that comes off as honest and compelling. Of course it doesn’t hurt to have acclaimed filmmaker Curtis Hanson (LA Confidential, Wonder Boys) at the helm.
Hanson presents a spry and potent lyrical drama about an underdog willing to challenge his personal obstacles in an effort to make it big in the rap music scene. If anything, 8 Mile doesn’t embrace itself in the same ole clichéd mode that befalls other contemporary musical-themed dramas. Hanson is resilient enough to let Eminem strut his dysfunctional stuff and act as the misguided messiah to the legion of his fan base. Some credit definitely goes to writer Scott Silver for conjuring up a hip-hop opus that’s considerate, intriguing, energetic and probing. Overall, there’s a piercing and poetic vibe about 8 Mile that transcends the conventional overtones of an arbitrary raucous and cartoonish rap vehicle.
This semi-autobiographical tale taken loosely from star Eminem’s life tells the mid-nineties story of tortured soul Jimmy “Rabbit” Smith Jr. (Eminem), a white kid with a penchant for the black inner city subculture of rap music and all its influences in the language, fashion style, and attitude. Rabbit happens to reside at the wrong end of 8 Mile Road, a stretch of Detroit real estate that divides the squalor of the raggedy urban venue from its preferred cozy suburban locale. Consequently, Rabbit “chills out” with his group known as Three One Three (named after Detroit’s area code of course). Rabbit, it turns out, has a gift for rapping and rhyming that would make him a perfect participant in the local rap contests held in the surrounding area. But Rabbit is very hesitant at first to consider entering these intense sing-along showdowns that his best friend Future (Mekhi Phifer, NBC-TV’s ER) emcees at night. Future believes that Rabbit has what it takes to excel in the battleground of rigorous rapping.
Meantime, the beleaguered Rabbit has more to worry about then his flirtation with entering high-voltage rap contests. First, he has to contend with his claustrophobic and unstable kooky family living in a cluttered trailer-park home. Mother Stephanie (Kim Basinger, the Oscar-winner from Hanson’s aforementioned LA Confidential) is a frustrated individual trying to cope with her familial situation. She shacks up with a lay-about loafer (Michael Shannon) in what amounts to be a desperate excuse for companionship to satisfy her romantic void. And Rabbit’s kid sister Lily (Chloe Greenfield) also figures into the mix as well. Also on a personal level is Rabbit’s clingy girlfriend (Taryn Manning) who may be putting on some added pressure due to her upcoming pregnancy. Professionally, Rabbit toils at a metal stamping plant in the evening hours. So the question remains: will Rabbit ever escape his confining and complex livelihood?
Sensing the continued monotony of stressed-out and bored lifestyle, Rabbit has nothing to lose in pursuing his passion for venturing into the perilous hip-hop scene. In many ways, this move is very liberating and courageous because this is Rabbit’s self-serving rescue from the downward spiral that holds onto him like a three hundred pound anchor attached to his ankles. And so Rabbit has to take the plunge despite the responsibilities of currently dealing with his constant family problems, his meager-paying dead end job and his revered homeboys at Three One Three.
Rabbit enters the world of the rap battles with the ingredients of confusion, anger, disillusionment, trepidation, and misplaced enthusiasm. In a strange way, all these factors are helpful as a means of fortifying Rabbit with the tools he needs to inspire his sardonic lyrics therefore giving an unnerving bounce to his explosive music. Naturally, there are bumps and bruises along the way to liven up the experiences for the worn-out rap artist to endure. Rabbit finds himself drawn to a groupie named Alex (Brittany Murphy) who figures that her involvement with the talented upstart can pave her way out of her own 8 Mile malaise. Then there are the opportunists looking to exploit the potential of Rabbit’s skillful artistry such as the oily promoter Wink (Eugene Boyd) who promises the moon and stars prematurely. Plus, the concern over chief rival rapper Papa Doc (Anthony Mackie) from the charismatic group Free World has Rabbit as anxious and nervous as an obese hen at a fox convention held in the woods.
This movie is very genuine in its swagger and Eminem’s conflicting charm gives this showcase a boost of confidence in terms of portraying rap’s existence as a bona fide albeit risque’ artform. The supporting cast is uniquely credible, particularly beauty Basinger as an incredibly flawed matriarch struggling with her middle-aged womanhood at the expense of her emotionally deteriorating family. Refreshingly, there is an underlying rage about 8 Mile that’s so daringly unpredictable, wry and caustic.
8 Mile is a jarring narrative that isn’t without fault. Sure, the recycled formula about the rise of a delusional nobody who beats all odds to become a force to reckon with on the world stage can be a tired premise to exhaust at times. And there’s nothing remotely original about what Eminem does in his treasured fable that no one hasn’t done before…say like Prince’s noted angst in his ‘80’s big screen splash in Purple Rain. But for the most part, what is terrific about Hanson’s exposition is that it feels true to its heart in the way it conveys a genuine raw spirit about its main protagonist and the gritty grasp of the subject matter at hand. One doesn’t need to be Dr. Dre or Doctor Dolittle to appreciate this solid “rap” sheet of antagonistic music and its accompanying mayhem.
Fittingly, avid Eminem enthusiasts and other targeted moviegoers will gleefully run this 8 Mile race and enjoy the antics of a misunderstood foul-mouthed rapping icon with layers of complexity all the way to the finish line.
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A romantic comedy set in Paris. A couple visiting the girl's parents decide the fate of their relationship.
Julie Delpy makes her debut as writer-director in 2 Days in Paris” and co-stars with Adam Goldberg (Jack). Her father, Albert Delpy plays her French father on screen. Delpy, the lovely blonde goddess combined with the tough, tattooed New Yorker make for a fun unpredictable couple in the romantic city of Paris.
What Delpy creates is an unusual cross between and Meet the Fockers and Before Sunset except directed with Parisian pizzazz. Meaning, she adds an intellectually sensual angle, of course. The couple arrives in Paris and encounters a group of Bush supporters at the airport. They are wearing tee shirts saying “Bush Cheney ‘04” When they asked Jack where the Louvre was located, Jack intentionally misdirects them to a building miles away. His reasoning was that wanted them to see something other than the Mona Lisa and get some culture in them along the way. He despises the French and the audience can tell he is quite the lefty. Delpy’s father, however, is quite another story. He’s hates pollution so his solution is to key as many cars as possible whenever he goes out. Jack’s neurotic tendencies skyrocket whenever he is around her father; everything from allergies to sudden tripping. He bears a strong resemblance to Woody Allen.
When Delpy’s mother boiled rabbit for lunch, Jack was mortified. More could have been done with this scene. Instead of just quizzing Jack on literature, getting into politics would have been interesting conversation. The film suffers a disconnect between Americans and the French. Much is missed or rather lost. When Americans make films about Paris, such topics go unnoticed because of the inability to communicate.
Regardless of world events, Delpy stays in stride and keeps her audience laughing at Parisians. No sooner have the happy couple arrived and Jack is suspicious of his lady love’s ex-boyfriends who seem to be popping up at every corner, sending text messages that he cannot read (because they are in French), and wondering if there are simply other men she just has not mentioned to him.
The film is a situational comedy at best. The editing could have been better. However, Delpy delivers an entertaining film about a couple finding their way, living in the moment, and trying to decide if they want their next moments to be with each other. The film’s last scene is dramatic and asks “Would you stick with someone who annoys you 60% of the time?” Watch the film to find out!
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The definition of ADHD... ADD...and Attention Deficit Disorder...all mean the same thing. It's a condition that develops within some children in their early childhood years but can continue into adulthood. ADD ADHD can make it difficult for people to be able to control their behavior, as well as various other symptoms.
The current estimation is that between 3 and 5 percent of American children suffer from some degree of attention deficit disorder. This translates to approximately 2 million children across the United States. Similarly, between 2 and 4 percent of all adults in the USA suffer from ADD ADHD.
What does this mean in a practical sense?
It means that in any given classroom with an average size (between 25 and 30 children), there is likely to be at least one child who has ADD ADHD, whether he or she has been diagnosed with the disorder or not. It also means that a business employing 50 people will also have one or two ADD ADHD sufferers.
Since that time, there have been thousands upon thousands of scientific, academic, and medical papers written with regards to this disorder, providing a sizeable amount of information with regards to the definition of ADHD, its causes, its nature, its progression, and its treatments.
A person with attention deficit disorder faces a difficult but not insurmountable task ahead. To achieve his or her full potential, the add-ADHD should receive help, guidance, and understanding from family, friends, counselors, and the public education system.
The symptoms of Attention Deficit Disorder exist for most people. Everybody has some of these symptoms some of the time.
However, individuals with add ADHD have more of these symptoms... more of the time and to the point that it interferes with their ability to function normally at school, work, and social settings. It can also limit their full potential.
ADD ADHD people, those under the definition of ADHD, are often noted for their inconsistencies. One day they can "do it," and the next they can’t. They may have difficulty remembering simple things yet have "steel trap" memories for complex issues.
To avoid disappointment, frustration and discouragement don't expect their highest level of competence to be the standard. It's an unrealistic expectation of a person with attention deficit disorder.
What's normal, is that the add ADHD will be inconsistent.
Typically, they have problems with following through on instructions, paying attention appropriately to what they need to attend to, seem not to listen, be disorganized, have poor handwriting, miss details, have trouble starting tasks or with tasks that require planning or long-term effort appears to be easily distracted, or forgetful.
Besides, some people with add ADHD can be fidgety, verbally impulsive, unable to wait their turn, and act on impulse regardless of consequences. But, remember...not all people with ADD ADHD have all of these difficulties, nor all of the time.
Because society has traditionally thought of a person with attention deficit disorder as being "hyper," many sufferers of have ADD ADHD with no hyperactivity are not being identified or treated.
Individuals with ADD ADHD without hyperactivity are sometimes thought of as day-dreamers or "absent-minded professors".
The non-hyperactive ADD ADHD patients most often seem to be females (though females can have attention deficit disorder with hyperactivity, and males can have added ADHD without hyperactivity).
Definition of ADHD...Additionally, because of the ability of an individual with ADD ADHD to over-focus, or "hyper-focus" on something that is of great interest or highly stimulating, many untrained observers assume that this ability to concentrate negates the possibility of attention deficit disorder being a concern.
Especially when they see children able to pay attention while working one-on-one with someone, doing something they enjoy, or who can sit and play an electronic game or watch TV for hours on end.
The definition of ADHD is that it is not a learning disability.
Although ADD ADHD affects the performance of a person in a school setting, it will also affect other domains of life, which can include relationships with others, running a home, keeping track of finances, and organizing, planning, and managing most areas of one’s life.
The principal characteristics of ADD ADHD are inattention, hyperactivity, and impulsivity. These symptoms appear early in a child's life.
Because many normal children may have these symptoms, but at a low level, or the symptoms may be caused by another disorder, the child must receive a thorough examination and appropriate diagnosis by a well-qualified professional. If this is something you are interested in arranging for your child, visit Estadt Psychological Services.
Definition of ADHD...Symptoms of ADD ADHD will appear over many months, often with the symptoms of impulsiveness and hyperactivity preceding those of inattention, which may not emerge for a year or more.
Different symptoms may appear in different settings, depending on the demands the situation may pose for the child's self-control. A child who "can't sit still" or is otherwise disruptive will be noticeable in school, but the inattentive daydreamer may be overlooked.
Definition of ADHD...The impulsive child who acts before thinking may be considered just a "discipline problem," while the child who is passive or sluggish may be viewed as merely unmotivated.
Yet both may have different types of ADD ADHD!
According to the definition of ADHD, all children are sometimes restless, sometimes act without thinking, sometimes daydream the time away.
When the child's hyperactivity, distractibility, poor concentration, or impulsivity begin to affect performance in school, social relationships with other children, or behavior at home, the definition of ADHD and ADD may be suspected.
Because the definition of ADHD symptoms varies so much across settings, attention deficit disorder is not easy to diagnose. This is especially true when inattentiveness is the primary symptom.
