Hello, my name is ADHD

I am a 61 year old man with a heart condition, and arthritis.

I am a former printing plant worker. I’ve worked on farms. I’ve worked construction. I’ve worked as a computer programmer. I’ve worked as a computer technician. I’ve been paid as a writer, I’ve been paid as a poet. I’ve been paid as a musician. I’ve been paid as a music writer.

I’ve been a TV show host, and am still a radio show host. I’ve done graphic arts. I’ve been an editor. I’ve been an auctioneer.

I’m a man who has done a lot of things and learned a lot of stuff.

Stuff and things

If you have ADHD, you likely know a lot of stuff and things. You likely know lots of trivia. And I’ll bet sometimes it comes in handy.

But it’s often trivia about things that no one cares about, great for trivia contests, sometimes, but it won’t put bread on the table very often.

And why have I done so many things?

Well, because I get bored easily and have to move on to something new.

There have been a few times that I’ve lasted quite a while at some jobs. I worked at the printing plant for over five years. I was a computer technician with my own company for nineteen years. And this post is my 3102 post for Psych Central.

I can be tenacious.

One and done!

But there have been times when I’ve immersed myself in some new vocation long enough to learn the ins and outs and complete one task at it, and then moved on.

And it wasn’t because I found it boring, I completed the thing. It was that I just could not bring myself to attempt a second iteration of whatever it was.

You see …

I have ADHD. I am, in a nutshell, somewhat easily distracted, always looking for instant gratification, often sidetracked by flash and movement, always wanting to be entertained.

I am prone to doing without enough thought, speaking without consideration, walking away without noticing that I’m not finished.

I miss important clues. Even though I pick up on some of the most subtle things, the obvious ones often get ignored by me, not on purpose, but simply because they look to be things that are in my way rather than things I’m supposed to deal with.

But …

Also because I have ADHD, I am often ahead of the game when it comes to seat of the pants action. I solve problems before I get to them. I think so far outside of any box that people think I’m not even on the job until I flip a switch and reveal that I’ve already taken care of the boxed up things.

I’m caring when I am attending. I’m wanting to help. I’m willing to try.

When I appear to tap out it isn’t because I am giving up, it’s because I got lost.

I am a 61 year old man with a heart condition, and arthritis … and I am ADHD.


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 on the traditional lands of the Chippewas of Nawash in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or 7 generations and my First Nations friend's families go back hundreds of 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 am a freelance writer and I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about living with 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. (2020). I Am ADHD. Psych Central. Retrieved on September 26, 2020, from


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