The lighter side of ADHD
25 for me and had just been fired for the second time. I was lucky enough to find coping mechanisms and a support structure that worked for me with people who had my best interests in mind otherwise I'd probably still be struggling.
That was over 20 years ago and now when I tell people I'm ADHD they don't believe me. Makes me feel good!
Yep. I wasn’t diagnosed until I was like 35.
You shut the fuck up. I do not appreciate being attacked like this
It is just so tiring sometimes
Getting my shit together < the sweet embrace of the status quo
Yeah like it's only a problem when I'm expected to cover the duties of the two friends who got laid off, on top of my own job description.
I wouldn't need drugs to "lock in" if I wasn't continually being squeezed for more more more focus more productivity more time more fucking unwavering attention.
It's not normal! It's this stupid grind culture that makes me disabled. When the workload is evenly shared I don't need drugs.
Ironically, I started actually building stuff when I hit 30.
I'm exactly like that, and I find it so strange. Usually, the brain adepts to a new situation, and that isn't exactly new.
I plan everything as if I did not have ADD, and have done so even before I was diagnosed and had meds.
Even now that I'm medicated I still do this everyday. Things are better, but medication has its limits.
Just wait a little longer and you'll eventually won't believe you'll ever do any of that ever. problem solved
This time for real though
Ouch 😵💫
Better don't worry about tomorrow and ask yourself why you didn't get up today.
Could be a trick question if you don't find a reason for not doing something.
DW! It get's better in the mid 30's. When you realize you don't want to stress yourself anymore. You have your career already set up. No need to prove yourself, like back in school. You can start enjoying your life and care less.
Then you get into a relationship and feel your partner's disappointment every day because it turns out that while you have gotten comfortable with how your brain works, the rest of the world hasn't. But don't worry; tomorrow is the day when it'll all get better...
Go mask off early on, get rejected by neurotypicals and find your self a nice manic pixie to settle down with.
Fingers crossed one of our daughters is good at accounting.
Went mask off early on, caught the heart of a neurotypical. A personality consists of more than dopamine effectiveness and sometimes the rest makes for what someone considers a compelling package.
And then the cycle repeats. You try to comfort a society holding on to neurotypical values. You haven't learned to accept yourself. You keep working against your nature and you still hate yourself for failing.
That's my point. Being at peace with yourself only works until you have to regularly deal with someone who isn't. Of course you can isolate yourself from those people if they fail to adapt but that means you get to choose between being in a relationship and feeling tension over your neurodivergence on the one side and being alone but at peace with yourself on the other.
I'm not saying that you can't make a satisfying choice but it certainly ain't an easy one. If you get a partner who meshes well with your brain, congratulations. But a lot of people don't.
Also, making a choice about your relationship means making a choice that affects two people (or more if you're poly or have a dependent). And sometimes you can't in good conscience end a relationship because you know that doing so will majorly screw over your partner.
Life is complicated. Inner peace is a precious and fragile good and sometimes you trade that good away. Appreciate it if and while you have it.
Unless you forget to do the whole career set-up thing and just bounce from one hyperfocus to the next.
This is a warning to anyone under 30; pick a well defined role that has a title and is transferable.
Can I be a house? A house has a title, a well defined role and is transferable
We're all out of house sorry; you may identify as rent.
I don't and have never wanted to "stress myself." There is no off switch for the stress. It's always there. It's been there almost as long as I can remember.
I was diagnosed at 28. If I waited much longer I would probably be a full blown alcoholic today. I managed my symptoms by self medicating (i.e. drinking) which was a really poor substitute for actual medication. That was the only way I could temporarily shut off the stress.
Getting diagnosed and properly medicated dramatically improved my quality of life.
Lemme just pull out my wallet and give my landlord contentment, I'm sure they'll understand given my pay damn sure ain't keeping up with inflation.
Where is that pfp character from? I remember it's from animated shorts. From Nickelodeon? I remember a short where his brain falls out, but can't remember how I know it.
