The lighter side of ADHD
I was diagnosed with ADD around 199* I was prescribed Ritalin and eventually switched to concerta. None of the adults involved in that process checked in with me at all. I remember being scream-accused of not taking my medicine when I was in fact taking the meds. Funny how in a sea of lost memories, that one persisted.
Mine was “are you doing drugs?”
No I was just socially ostracized and receiving physical punishment at home on a daily basis and that made me angry at the world.
I'm sorry this happened to you and hope you are in a better place now. I know how it feels.
Thanks, I am in a much better place indeed. The psychological scars take awful long to heal, though. But now I have my own family and managed to break the violence cycle with my kids, who are wonderful people that I admire and respect. Never once raised my hand to them.
That is so nice to read. I wish you and your family all the best and be proud of your self.
Thank you! And same to you.
Doing stuff is hard for me and i really don't want to do it. Maybe i have some illness.
well, maybe, maybe not. It's a symptom.
The sad part is sometimes, it is your own voice calling you lazy while knowing full that you are depressed. Sometimes, it is more difficult to convince yourself that you need help more than convincing others
The Harsh Internal Critic has been the bane of my life. Every hobby or achievement has been hounded by that little voice. And as you say, when I think I need to get help, the voice tells me :No. Don't do that, just sit there watching YouTube for another hour."
There are meditations which center around your inner voices and also the one which critics you. Helps you identifying these and realising when they come up to be not as influenced as before
Plot twist for me:
The mother is also ADD.
You're describing Brendan and his mom from Home Movies
Plot twist for me:
Is it really, though?
Yeah. The twist is, like this picture, neither of us really knew what that entailed until it was too late. :')
In the future I hope this won't be such a universal experience.
The thing that killed me was "Why don't you just open a book and study" when I was stressed about school - in retrospect it's because that's absolutely antithetical to my learning style... I always struggled with the book heavy classes because I learn through practice and the lectures and books just woosh me unless I'm activating the information shortly after learning it (I've retained a lot of uni chemistry because we had a daily lab after the lecture).
This was exactly my teens, but I'm lucky that my mother quickly understood once it got bad enough and changed. She now does more than I'd ever ask and wish for, and I wouldn't be here without her.
Coworker told me they were suspected of having adhd as a child and were tested. Doctors wanted to medicate to treat the adhd, but their mother said no, she didn't want her kid zonked out on meds. She was self medicating with alcohol on the daily, turns out.
Just got yelled at by a co-worker at a new job and called lazy because after only a month my invoices aren't descriptive enough...I told them i have add but i think that like most people the don't understand it. Just gonna keep doing my best and work on highlighting my good attributes : )
The trick is to either get an example from them of what they think is a descriptive invoice, or to break down your invoice filling procedure into a step by step workflow or checklist.
Someone isn’t necessarily being an asshole, that person has their own struggles, goals and priorities. Managing a condition and someone else’s expectations or their own condition is the hardest part of working together. This is where soft skills help, too
When a former employer sent me on business trips, the bean counters would complain that my descriptions for the purpose of meals on my expenses were not descriptive enough, as if the purpose of eating was not obvious. I ended up writing something like "nourishment to remain alive while traveling for XYZ project" out of frustration after that. That did the trick and shut them up. I suppose it was hard to argue that description, because if they disputed it, they'd basically be admitting they were sending me away because they wanted me to die.
That's a fault of them telling you you're doing it wrong, not telling you how they want it done. I wonder what they actually wanted
It really is bad when people expect you to intuit what they want from you