At least once or twice a year I come across some article written by some person with a host of letters behind their name claiming ADD/ADHD is made up, not real and just another way for drug manufacturers to bilk us of money. To say these articles piss me off would be a gross understatement. Imagine Hugh Jackman as Wolverine when he busts his claws out. Yeah, now you’re getting how I feel about those articles. But, before I get myself all worked up, let me talk more about why it gets me worked up.
Almost everyone who knows me, knows I have ADHD. I have never made it a secret and I often poke fun at myself for my disorder. I have had it since childhood although I wasn’t officially diagnosed until I was an adult. As a kid, I was the wild, impulsive, talkative, smart but bad kid. I was super disruptive and a little combative. I had cute on my side but that only took me so far. Most of the time it ended with me being grounded (rarely) or with a spanking (typical). As I got older, I developed some coping mechanisms and I naturally possess some personality traits that enable me to help cope better than others but my symptoms were always the elephant in the room. Even though the condition ADD and ADHD has been used since the early 1900s – yes you read that right the early 1900s. It didn’t get a lot of attention until the 1980s and then it was generally your completely over the top out of control cases and almost 100% of the cases were boys. For the longest time experts thought only boys could have ADD or ADHD.
Fast forward to the 2000s and everyone you know is on some kind of medicine for their brains. Everyone knows someone who takes medicine or has a diagnosis of anxiety, depression, bipolar, ocd, autism spectrum, etc. For some reason, no one blinks when all those other issues are treated with medicine but the minute you mention medicine for ADHD half the people in the room will break out their armchair quarterback medical license. So yeah, I get a little Wolverine about it. Imagine if you will that your brain is constantly saying the following when someone is speaking to you.
Ah, yes cool topic. Okay, okay I’m following you. Oh that reminds me of something. Wait your turn, wait your turn, focus, listen, don’t interrupt, wait your turn, focus, don’t interup, wait what were they saying I stopped listening to think about something else, oh my gosh what are they talking about now, I must have zoned out.
Yeah, that’s my brain nearly every time someone speaks to me. It’s frustrating for both the speaker and me.
People are really hating being away from others right now. I can’t say it’s bothering me that much. My brain doesn’t have to deal with as many people in my head. Incidentally, I wonder if I start doing what that lady in the picture is doing if people would stop talking until I get my thoughts in order.
P.S. I kinda took the lazy route this week. I’ve had the bones of this entry for a while. I have something else brewing but I’m finding a hard time organizing my thoughts. Pretty hilarious sense this is all about my brain working differently.
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