What? Huh? What’s that supposed to mean? Most roads are paved, but what is the ADHD road?
The ADHD road is the road of life for a person with ADHD. We each have our own road to travel in life. All of us do, ADHDers and neuro-typicals alike.
Much of the scenery is similar, though point of view and distance from said scenes may vary. Most of us tend to grow up in families, find our way to school and out on dates, end up in relationships, good or bad, find work that’s fulfilling or not, grow old and eventually make room with our demise for the next generation.
Some of us will see more detailed views of some aspects of life, others will have their own experiences that differ again. The road of life for each of us is paved with varying parts of joy and sorrow, hopes and plans, successes, failures and compromises.
The circular drive
It seems the joys and sorrows are often a direct result of the successes and failures. And those successes and failures usually come about because of our hopes and plans. Compromises are clever little tools used to turn failure into success.
Whither are thee bound?
And the ADHD road is paved three layers deep or more with hopes and plans, or as I like to call them, good intentions. If the road I’m on is paved with good intentions, I guess I know where I’m likely headed.
And is that so?
I’m not on the road to hell. It often seems like it, but it isn’t true. That happy little tool called compromise is my friend.
As it should be
You see, ADHD is very much a disorder of good intentions. I intend to help with this or get that done. I intend to accomplish my current job and exercise and write a new song and finish the two books I’ve started writing and the five I’ve started reading and find new work and take care of my house work and my yard work and pay my bills and get to my appointments and do all the things I’ve promised other people I’ll do for them …
But, though I probably could do all that, eventually, the truth is that long before I complete these things I will have taken on even more obligations.
That’s the spirit
So in the spirit of compromise, I’ve resolved to accept that there will be things left undone when I die, and some of them will be things I had just started, and some of them will be things that I wanted to finish two years ago.
And I’m going to be okay with that. So far the world is still turning and all I’ve killed is a few plants.
The ADHD road is paved with good intentions, and the lines are painted with compromise … now if I could get everyone to drive Nerf cars, we’d really be good.