Hello y’all, how are you on this Wednesday afternoon? I’ve just popped in to put to bed a little bit of chatter that’s come to my attention. To clear everything up I suffer from severe ADHD – Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. I’m not depressed, bipolar, borderline or any of the other suggestions being made.
It doesn’t mean I can’t work, or concentrate, or complete tasks. I suffer from a high level of hyperactivity but that doesn’t mean what you think it does either. Plus ADHD can also predispose you to other conditions like dyslexia. Unfortunately the mainstream media has twisted the disorder to suit their strange narrative as have many in the adjacent medical professions. Trust me red food colouring has nothing to do with it.
Medication helps but doesn’t cure. ADHD meds are usually talked about in hushed tones, we’re all being given ‘illicit drugs’. Sorry, right now I have to say that that is the biggest load of BS that was ever perpetrated by the mainstream media, the natural health industry, and Hollywood. Shows like Desperate Housewives, where they shared their kid’s Ritalin, comes to mind. We are strictly monitored by our psychs, GP’s, and Governmental health authorities.
My meds don’t make me buzzed, they calm my brain so I can function. They quiet my brain, they take away the ‘static noise’ and the need to move, jiggle, and fidget. It’s not a sedative though. If a person who doesn’t have ADHD took my medication it would make them sick and very much on edge and not in a good way. Unfortunately the benefits don’t last long and you need to structure your day around them.
I feel deeply embarrassed and ashamed of my neurodiversity. I repeat myself, over-explain myself, over-share. I apologise for everything, I feel stupid 90% of the time. At the moment I’m going through a difficult patch. I spent a lot of the weekend crying because I just feel stupid and everyone outside my close family circle thinks I’m half mad. Some days I can’t write a sentence, the words come out jumbled and in the wrong order. I feel strongly, deeply, passionately about things, I am reactive. I talk with my hands, I’m loud. But I’m also very, very shy and socially anxious to the point I’m almost agoraphobic. I both love and loathe my ADHD brain.
So there it is, ADHD not any of the other things being discussed.
Ps. now you know why I haven’t finished the sloth quilt. I actually can’t make my brain focus on it. I think it’s cursed *giggles*.
Pps. is it really Wednesday?