You Need to Hear This Former NFL Player’s Speech About Mental Illness

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During his Pro Football Hall of Fame induction ceremony, former NFL player Charles Haley spoke up in a moving and humorous speech about a part of his career previously left in the shadows — his mental health.

“I walked into the league a 22-year-old man with a 16-year-old inside of me screaming for help, and I would not ask for it,” he says in the video below.

Haley, a former linebacker and defensive end for both the San Francisco 49ers and the Dallas Cowboys, had unaddressed bipolar disorder throughout his 13 seasons of professional football. Despite his success, which included a record five Super Bowl wins, he said his life was spiraling out of control.

“But today, guys, I take my medicine every day, and I try to inspire others to do the same. Because I finally listened,” he said.

Recently, more NFL players have been speaking up about the prevalence of depression among retired football players. In a 2010 study of 34 ex-football players, nearly a quarter were diagnosed with depression. Haley hopes to inspire younger players to address these issues as soon as they arise.

“The only way that you can grow is that you’ve got to ask for help,” Haley said.

Watch Haley’s full speech in the video below. He starts talking about mental health issues at 3:18.

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5 Reasons My Autism Makes Me an Awesome Dad

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My wife and I have three beautiful boys. When I was diagnosed with autism spectrum disorder (ASD), I was worried about whether or not I had been a good dad to my children. Recently, our oldest son told a friend how much fun he was having with me while his mom and brothers were out of town. I was totally shocked to hear this because, quite honestly, I’m not all that outgoing, social and, well, fun.

Then it dawned on me that there are at least five reasons why my autism actually makes me an awesome dad:

1. Routine

My autism causes me to stick to routines. I’m pretty predictable, but that’s what makes me an awesome dad. Our kids know what to expect from me, and they know what I expect from them. Our relationship is transparent and authentic because of that. Most of all, they know they can always count on me because their dad is consistent.

2. Repetition

This may sound like number one, but let me explain why it’s different. I often repeat myself — a lot. It’s a part of my autism, and I especially do it when I’m passionate about something I’m discussing. This works for my kids because I don’t mind saying the same things over and over. And if you have children, then you know that repeating yourself is a huge part of the job. Bottom line, our kids see me as patient because I repeat things to them until they learn it. With Dad, they don’t feel pressure to get it right the first time.

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3. Resilience

I have a tendency to get really focused on whatever I’m engaged in, and I’m compelled to complete whatever I start. This sends a great message to our kids because they’ve never seen Dad quit anything. I recently graduated with a doctorate degree in four years despite having major surgery, relocating, seeing my wife go through major surgery and having a major employment transition while working a full-time job and being a full-time dad. My boys see that Dad doesn’t quit, and they admire it so they don’t quit either.

4. Reflection.

I’m not overly social, so it’s fairly obvious to my kids that Dad needs some alone time every now and then. Rather than take it personally, they see my need to retreat as a need to reflect. They see Dad as a thinker, someone who takes time to process so they’re learning to become thinkers, too. Ultimately, they’re learning to make good choices because they’re learning to think and reflect first before acting and speaking.

5. Reading

I wasn’t a very social kid growing up, so I took up reading in order to substitute for my lack of a social life. To this day, I’m still an avid reader. My kids see Dad reading all the time, so they love to read, too. As the saying goes, “Leaders are readers.” Every day, we see them learning how to become young leaders.

Our kids don’t necessarily know that Dad is on the autism spectrum. They just know that Dad is a little different, but I’m glad the fact that I’m different is making a positive difference in their little lives. It makes me grateful for the opportunity to be their dad with autism, and I look forward to seeing them grow up.

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So You’ve Received a Diagnosis for Your Child. Now What?

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After I received my daughter Jasmine’s diagnosis of urea cycle disorder (UCD), the first thing I thought was, “Great, now I know what’s wrong with her and we can fix this.” But I also panicked: “Oh my gosh… I have a kid with a medical condition.”

People might tell you it’s great to have a diagnosis, but then they go on with their lives and what do you do? Yes, I have a “diagnosis,” but now what? What’s going to happen? What am I going to do? How will this affect our lives?

How do I tell my family and friends? How do I explain her condition?

The doctors explained it over and over and we thought we understood what was happening. We thought we understood her condition. What I didn’t realize was that I wasn’t ready to answer questions.

I called my mom and tried to explain. I tried my best to make it simple and help her understand. “She can’t process protein. There’s a process that your body goes through called the urea cycle. At the top of her cycle, her cycle stops working. Ammonia builds up in her system and she can’t flush it out.”

I must have tried to explain this to every one of my relatives, and yet each time I felt as lost as they were. The truth is, I wanted to crawl in a corner and stare off into space. I didn’t know what to tell anyone anymore, so I stopped talking to anyone I didn’t have to. I went into survival mode and shut the world out. It felt like none of my friends and family could possibly understand how I was feeling.

We brought Jasmine home from the hospital after just 24 hours in complete shock.

The doctor suggested we find groups for her condition. We found the National Urea Cycle Disorder Foundation, the NUCDF Facebook page and my favorite so far, the Urea Cycle Disorders Worldwide Facebook group. Reading about others who have what Jasmine has and hearing they’re alive and healthy and living with their condition was so helpful. The community for urea cycle disorders has been a life-saver.

After receiving Jasmine’s diagnosis, it has taken months for me to fully understand her condition, and I’m still learning. It has taken months for me to tell people what’s happened to our family.

People might think the world is a better place once you receive a diagnosis, like the clouds open up and the sun shines through. But in our world, a diagnosis is the beginning of a long journey. It’s a lifelong road of working to stay healthy.

Jasmine’s condition is now a big part of her life. She won’t “grow out” of it or she “recover” from it (unless she needs and receives a transplant). She will carry this with her all the days of her life.

To any other parents out there who just received a diagnosis for their children and aren’t sure what to do next, this is what I suggest: Surround yourself with good, supportive family and friends and soldier on. Find groups of people who truly understand your child’s diagnosis and lean on them for support. Understand as much as you can about your child’s condition so you can be the best caregiver and know you’re doing everything you can. Focus on one day at a time, and each evening, you’ll know you’ve accomplished something. It may be small but it’s something.

We hear all the time, “I don’t know how you do it.” We do it because we have to. There’s no choice when your child needs you; you figure it out.

Follow this journey on Jasmine Marie and Her UCD.

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How Meeting This Fan at the Gym Left an Impression on The Rock

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Actor and entertainer Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson recently met a fan who left an impression on him.

A girl named Lexi ran into Johnson while at the gym with her mother, according to a post The Rock shared on his Facebook page. Lexi’s mother then told him how every time her daughter has to go to the hospital for treatment, Lexi says, “I gotta be strong ’cause The Rock told me to be strong!” She also brings a picture of him to the hospital as a reminder.

Johnson was touched.

Hearing that story gave me instant perspective (and gratitude),” he wrote on Facebook. “Moments like this [one] with Lexi will always be the best part of my fame. We all play a part in it, you know? And I appreciate [that] I can share it with y’all.”

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Posted by Dwayne The Rock Johnson on Sunday, August 9, 2015

 

Since The Rock posted the photo on August 9, it’s been shared nearly 13,000 times.

One fan, Hannah Marie, commented, I have the same thought in my mind every time I go back to the hospital for an MRI, and for the last four brain tumors I’ve had, as well as all the days at the hospital. I am strong, because The Rock says I can!”

Another, Lo Smallcanyon, said, “Awwww… [This] makes me tear up. I miss my little sister. She [had] Down syndrome and passed away from leukemia. I see my sister in her and pray she keeps strong and healthy.”

See the full text of The Rock’s post here

 

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When a Woman Suggested How to Make My Son With Autism Look ‘Less Disabled’

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qbb mighty “We need to figure out this stimming behavior so your son looks less disabled…”

These words fell out of her mouth and landed like a slap across my face. This woman, who was on my son’s preschool care team, came to us to discuss loud vocal noises that peers (and staff) found disconcerting. She suggested our son’s self-stimulatory behaviors could prevent him attending outings and also made him highly distinguishable (and thus ostracized) among his peers. 

Her reasoning was grounded in practicality; admittedly, I understood on an intellectual level that vocal stims (humming “ahhhhh”) were annoying and might result in my son Quinn’s exclusion from peer groups or social settings. I live with these sounds and they grate on me from time to time. I knew all this. But here’s how I reacted: I hissed at her, “I don’t give a flying #$%^ about making my son look less disabled.” I went on to say that our parenting priorities for our child have little to do with how uncomfortable or irritated his disability might make other people feel. 

I explained that our objectives relate little to making Quinn look “less disabled” and are focused on providing him with opportunities to develop and work within his own abilities to learn, grow and be happy. Her insinuation — and I’ve heard it many times — seemed to be that our child should aspire to neurotypical conformity, and failing that, we should do our best to make him invisible and unproblematic. 

This insinuation derives from the larger social issues around neurotypical and ableist privilege — or the implicit or explicit understanding that if my child was just a little “more normal” he would be able to participate and enjoy the opportunities that so easily flow to other children. These include friendships, invitations to birthday parties, camps, recreational classes, preschool placements and so on. 

But because my child deviates more significantly from the “norm” and is disabled, somehow the expectation is placed upon him to adapt rather than society. I refuse, however, to believe the onus should be on him to stifle his vocal stims as a down payment on the price of admission to the neurotypical club. He will always be disabled; he has classic nonverbal autism. We have every hope, however, that with therapies and support, our son will find his unique place in this world and do so happily. 

I wish, however, instead of tossing out an expletive (because no one enjoys being sworn at no matter how sincere the content of the communication), that I had walked way. I wish I could have gathered my lioness-like instincts and channeled them into a more productive discussion. Because this woman is a caring person who would likely have been receptive to my message. 

I think she would have empathized with my view that instead of trying to silence the vocal stim, we smile at his joy or assess if he’s overstimulated and needs a quiet room. She likely would have agreed that instead of glaring as a child has a public meltdown, that parents receive offers of assistance. And hopefully she would have been receptive to my plea for a society that instead of begrudging a request for an accommodation, greets these with more kindness and support. 

This is the kind of world I want our son to grow up in. The woman who made this comment likely comes from a more realist camp; she knows this isn’t the world we live in. I missed out on my chance to ask her to join me in cultivating better expectations for society, and thus my son. Because I know we both have similar objectives; she wanted Quinn not to stand out to fit in. I want Quinn to stand out and still fit in. 

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The Foolproof Guide to Loving Our Special Needs Family

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Screen Shot 2015-08-10 at 7.42.02 AM You don’t have to look too far into the world of special needs to find it chock full of inspirational stories. It’s bursting at the seams with determination and it’s spilling over with promise, pride and people prevailing. This is why I will not speak of my son Judah’s struggles. I will not dive into the pools of possible limitations. I will not elaborate on hardships or strife. Instead I will focus on us as a family, what we need from you, what will ultimately aid in Judah’s success and maybe even send him into a world so inclusive that we don’t even know what it looks like yet.

1. We are not special. We are not heroes, or brave or extraordinary. We are just a family who loves each other. We will fiercely protect our child, as I know any of you would.

2. You can ask us about Down syndrome. We certainly do not know all that is Down syndrome. but we are learning fast… and, as I tell my students, “if I don’t know I’ll find out for you.” We are not frightened, embarrassed or offended if you ask. In fact, we prefer it.

3. We are different but we are the same. We are, as my new favorite saying states, “more alike than different.” We still like a beer on the front porch. Our world does not spin on an axis revolving around Down syndrome. It is a part of who we are now and we don’t mind talking about it, but we also still like: flip cups, family, friends, fun.

4. You can treat our son just like any other baby. He doesn’t need extra coddling or comforting just because he has an extra chromosome. We still put him in time out, take him everywhere we go and let himself soothe to sleep.

5. Please ask us to hold our son… or if that’s not your style, ask to look at him. He will not break, and let’s face it, sometimes his parents need one.

6. You don’t have to pity us. We are fine. We are better than fine; we are enlightened, enchanted even.

7. Thank you when you say you’re proud of us, but really, we should all be proud of each other for raising children. It is a fruitful yet formidable job. We all deserve a hell of a lot of praise for just keeping these munchkins alive — not to mention being the reason they flourish.

8. Help support us supporting our son. Misconceptions and misunderstandings swirl around our society. You know someone who has a baby with Down syndrome. You have witnessed the testament to what Down syndrome is not. You have the power to destroy the negativity if you come across it. The fact that you are reading this tells me you are my son’s advocate, and I love you for it.

9. Just keep doing what you’re doing. I get real sappy when I start talking about how sensational everyone has been. It exceeds everything I think I ever could dream up… assuming you could dream up a situation such as this. Tears show up every single time. So thank you. Thank you for loving our son and us. Thank you for giving us time to process.  Thank you for not deserting us when we were new to the racket and things were messy. Thank you for being our family, our friends, our rocks. I know it sounds cliché. It may even seem unfathomable, but Down syndrome is the best thing that could’ve ever happened to our hearts, our faith and our perceptions. We truly are #downsyndromeblessed.

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