r u a blundstone bubba

nah, i'm a vansman

When I first owned a pair of Blundstone boots, I loved how they felt. They fit me so well. At the same time, in wearing them, I became ‘one of those people’ with those ‘boots’. I had a mental block between how well the boots fit and something around the story of ‘who I believed myself to be’.

Eventually, I settled into wearing them. Not long after that, they became my constant companions and my go to footwear.

Getting diagnosed with ADHD was similar. Instantly I knew. The label fit right away. The meth worked right away. I function better with the medication. Though not there yet, I function much better with it.

I took a risk and made my case to the tax people about the impact of ADHD on my life. My nurse practioner argued that it seemed to impact me to the point of being functionally disabled. Revenue Canada agreed.

Though this now means there are people and programs to help me, I’m really uncomfortable being ‘that kind of person’ - The kind of person who wears Blundstone boots?

Naw, …