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The ADHD Treasures


I'm past the double nickle now, 57 to be exact. It's likely that I've lived more then half my life at this age.

And I suspect that having ADHD means that my life expectancy might be shorter than the norm. I mean, come on, we are more likely to wind up in emerge at any given time, more likely to die of accidental poisoning (that's true, I read it somewhere on the internet so it has to be true, right?). How are we ever going to live as long as “the others?”

And where am I in my life? Am I a success? Am I ready to retire like that “Freedom Fifty-Five” stuff says? Ha! I wish.
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The Evolution Of ADHD


There have been many theories about where ADHD came from and what it is. But they remain theories.

One of my favorites is that ADHD was the way we were when we were hunter/gatherers. I don't completely buy that one, but it makes for interesting reading and certainly covers a lot of points.

According to this theory we, all of humanity, used to be diagnosable. Our easy distraction used to allow us to drop one thing and chase after another (presumably food, or other opportunities for survival of ourselves or our species). It also suggests that we were ready to fight or take flight, problem solve on the fly and just basically survive better because of our … shall we say attributes.
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I Have Defects, And ADHD


I am not perfect. For one thing, there's my ego. Perhaps if I could get rid of it, I'd then be perfect?

Okay, maybe not. Let's consider a few things and see. My teeth are not what they used to be, certainly not the brilliant white of childhood or my young teenage years. But I'm still okay with them. Defective? Maybe, maybe not.

My hair is definitely getting thinner, though it still covers my head without the aid of a comb-over. It used to be platinum blond when I was just a wee tyke, now it's more silver. So thinning and greying, but still not really defective.

At this point, if we're assessing me, I have to mention that my joints and muscles give me some grief. They don't feel like they used to, I used to revel in their free and easy use. Now, though they operate much the same as they always did, they don't do it without complaint. But I can't call that a defect really.
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Decisions, Decisions, Decisions


ADHD is a disorder that affects the decision making abilities of millions of people.

It doesn't always make us make the wrong decisions, though sometimes that happens. It doesn't always make us stress out over decision making situations, though that happens lots too.

And it doesn't always freeze our minds in a state that leaves us unable to make a decision at all, making us look like the supreme procrastinators that we can sometimes be. It doesn't always do that, but sometimes it does.
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Get Me Through My ADHD Day


When my day is all about one thing, when I have just one job to do, when there's nothing around to distract me ... I get sluggish.

Nothing can take my mind from sharp, bright and quick to dull, dark, and struggling like being stuck doing just one thing for an over extended period of time.

But the good thing is that, for me, the cause would seem to be the cure.
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Myth Information Can Be Dangerous


You see that meme there? I stole it. Well, to be honest, it has no copyright on it. Maybe it did where it was posted originally. Maybe there was something in the comments. I don't care.

Why don't I care? Because I'm doing the person who created this meme a favour by not including their copyright. I'm not telling the world who the person who created this lie is.

If they're smart, they'll take down their copy of it. Let it become an urban legend, and internet mystery. Who was it that first created and posted that stupid lying meme about 1980 and 2014?
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ADHD? That’s A No Brainer

“I wouldn't let them diagnose my son with ADHD. He's way too smart to have that.”
I've heard variations of this. And I did not lose my cool, did not get angry, didn't even blink.

It's true that in rapid succession, thoughts went racing through my brain. Sad thoughts, nasty ones.

I wondered how people can manage to survive, being that narrow minded. But then again, narrow minded humans have been surviving for a long time.

I thought I should say “How fortunate that he has you to hold him back.” But I didn't.
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My ADHD Super Power


So here's my question: Is it fair to use my ADHD powers for personal gain? Well, I suppose that to answer that question, I'd first have to ascertain what those powers would be, wouldn't I?

I mean, if I'm just deluded into thinking that I have powers of any sort that stem from my ADHD, when in fact I do not, then the answer to the first question would actually be “Whatever.”

On the other hand, if I do have super powers, they'd be worth investigating, you know, so I'd know what I've got to work with, right?
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Happy Belated Birthday


Today is Friday, January 15th, 2016. That's not really an important date. I mean, sure, it's someone's birthday, maybe even yours. If so, Happy birthday.

But are birthdays really what you'd call important? It's nice when people take the time to celebrate the fact that you are here, in the world, part of their community or family, but they could have just done that any day.

I suppose it is convenient to use the anniversary of ones birth to celebrate a person. We wouldn't want to do it too often, or for that matter too little when you think about it.
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ADHD Without The “H”


I'm not a calm person. In fact, I'm a bit bouncy. I'm about to turn 57 and I still get the urge to climb trees, fences, buildings, things.

In my town there are raised flowerbeds on the sidewalks of main street. They have stone walls with nice wide capstones on the tops of those walls. They're only raised 12 to 15 inches I'd guess. And I can't walk by them without acknowledging the urge to jump up on that capstone and walk the length of the raised bed.

Sometimes the urge wins. Sometimes I keep myself from jumping up there. And sometimes both the urge and I win, 'cause sometimes I don't give a damn about what it looks like for a man nearing his sixties to be bouncing on top of a raised flower bed.
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