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Not Every Day Is An ADHD Day

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I have ADHD, and I have it every day. But I don’t notice it every day. Or at least I don’t always think about it.

And the truth is that until I turned fifty, I had no idea that I had ADHD. So imagine how much I thought about it then? Exactly. Not at all back then.

But since the diagnosis, and yes, for a little while before that when I first started to suspect ADHD, I’ve spent more days noticing the effects of ADHD on my life then days when I haven’t noticed them.

But still there are days. And those days are like days when I don’t even have ADHD. No, the symptoms are still there. And yes, if I look back over my day I can pinpoint where ADHD had made itself known, or would have, if I had cared to look back.

But why would I do that?

If I get through a day without thinking about my ADHD, why would I replay the day through an ADHD filter. I know that I often come across as that guy that seems to think that ADHD has lots to offer. But the reason I look for the best is that I don’t get a choice. I look for the best in this life of mine because I only get the one life. Why would I look for the worst?

So those days are diamonds

Those days when I don’t think about my ADHD are days when I don’t have to look for the best parts of having ADHD. I can just look for the best in my life. And that’s not as hard. You see, I’m alive. I’m here and moving forward. Those days are gifts.

And I will take as many of those gifts as I can get. It’s a pleasant thing to spend a day like yesterday, doing things that I always do on a given day, just making my way through a day of leisure. That was part of my Sunday.

Another part of my day yesterday was that I checked the weather and realized that it would be a good day to finish an outdoor paint job I’d been contracted to do. It was a simple job that just needed nothing more than to be done.

So I did it

And when that was done, it was time for supper. And then it was time for a bit of TV.

And then?

Well, then it was time to write a blog post on ADHD. And that kind of brought it all back.

But in a way, it also reminded me that I’d had a pretty good day. Not a good ADHD day, just a good day.

A good darned day.

Not Every Day Is An ADHD Day

Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or more generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about having ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

email me at ADHD Man

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Babcock, K. (2015). Not Every Day Is An ADHD Day. Psych Central. Retrieved on February 22, 2020, from


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