Attention Deficit Disorder (A.D.D.)
was diagnosed during grad school (which should have been detected no later than
middle school when my GPA was close to 150 but my grades were B’s and C’s. The
discrepancy was blamed on Cerebral Palsy – which still happens to students
today.). I was diagnosed because
of my impulsive behavior, acting in risky ways, so the psychiatrist put me on
Ritalin and I graduated cum laude. My social skills were stifled but my grades
soared. I was soon switched to Adderall and faired much better with
friendships. Attention Deficit Disorder prevented me from thinking things
through, planning was too tedious and boring, so I impulsively acted on
fleeting thoughts. Waiting my turn was difficult, I was easily irritated by ‘people
wasting time’ as I had things to do, places to go. Starting things came natural
to me, I had fabulous ideas… but the problem was executing the ideas.
Medication was wonderful with finding a happy medium and using A.D.D.! While
writing flows easier without medication, I do need the meds to send query
letters and perform ‘office work’.
That pretty much sums up my life
with A.D.D.. For the most part, it is more of a blessing than a curse.
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