Archives for March, 2010

ADHD (General)

Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll, Part I: Rock On!


Okay. Let’s start with the last one first. I don’t know you well enough to talk about my sex life just yet.

Loud rock music appeals to my hyperactive self. It’s like being tossed into white-water: I’m already bouncing around at high speeds -- immersing me in loud, energetic music just takes me higher, faster, in a thrilling ride towards eventual burnout and exhaustion. I definitely use rock music with caution, and mostly on the very occasional weekend, with a side order of dancing.

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ADHD (General)

Zoë’s Pet Peeves: Stifle Yourself!

When I was growing up, there was a TV show called All in the Family. It was about a stereotypical all-American W.A.S.P. family in the early 70s. The head of the family, Archie Bunker, was fond of telling his wife Edith to stifle herself, something no man would say to me -- and live. And yet, for the first 47 years of my life, I didn't need a blue-collared patriarch to tell me to stifle myself -- I learned to do that on my own -- or pay the price.

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Kiss the World

Egads! Whose idea was it to give ADHD girl Google Analytics (GA)? Like, do I really need to know where all my blog visitors come from? Do you have any idea how much time I can waste scrutinizing the minutiae, analysing statistics, and enjoying the pretty colors of the pie charts? Wait, that makes it sound too academic. That stuff’s important to me, but it’s only a small part of the seduction of Google Analytics to an ADHD mind.

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Zoë’s Pet Peeves: Zoë laments her Eh! DHD…


"The tremendous good news is if you get the diagnosis and you get proper treatment, not only can you avoid all those disasters, you can achieve spectacular success."
-- Dr. Edward M. Hallowell, in A.D.D. & Loving it?! Trailer on totallyadd.com


Woo-hoo! I like the sound of that! I've also come across the message that, of all the mental health disorders, ADHD is the easiest to treat. If only. For me, it's like being the guy who drowns, just before they decide to install life preservers at the beach because of the guy who drowned.

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