I& #39;ve seen a lot of folks describing what their ADHD is like. I& #39;ve seen it described as trudging through mud, envelopes left unopened, and GIANT DOOMSDAY BUGS READY TO POUNCE ISN& #39;T DONE.
But that& #39;s not really what it& #39;s like for me and, as I sit down to write, I feel the struggle
But that& #39;s not really what it& #39;s like for me and, as I sit down to write, I feel the struggle
For the most part, I feel like I do a decent job regulating myself (as much as I can without access to medication). I have routines that keep me in line, I have spots that help me remember where I put things down, and I bull my way through most mental obstacles.
But I still struggle. Trying to start a task is like reaching for a dollar held up in front of me by a fishing line. If I& #39;m not quick enough, it darts away from me and I can& #39;t get going. Some days I can catch and start no problem. Other days its harder. Some days, it& #39;s impossible
I try my best to chase down that dollar, but it& #39;s so much harder than it needs to be. I& #39;ve tried so many tricks to get going. I eat a snack, I listen to music, I figure out ways to transition into the right mindset to catch it, and sometimes they work.
But why put in all of that work for a dollar? Why spend all that time catching a dollar only for it to turn into pennies and have to use my night collecting coins?
I wish I had access to affordable diagnosis. I wish I had access to medication. I wish I wasn& #39;t constantly fighting my own brain so I could FINISH THIS DAMN BOOK. When Salvation is complete, it will be in spite of ADHD, not because it "makes me creative".