Hi. My name is Angie. I’m a 31-year-old mother of two young boys. I’m a newspaper editor.
Growing up, I ALWAYS felt different. And I guess you could say that I was. Looking back, I showed classic signs of ADD. But in 1981, I was just considered a bouncy, sassy, and impulsive little girl.
My impulsiveness and willingness to blurt out whatever was on my mind gave my prim and proper grandmother fits. So did my bouncing from sofa to chair to floor like an atom. My one great characteristic though was intelligence. Until about the third or fourth grade, I was put in the class with the children who were considered "gifted". My IQ was determined to be nearly genius.