Decisions, Decisions, An ADHD Guide To Indecisiveness

I always thought my decision making skills were pretty good. If I was having trouble making a decision I would stop waffling, step back and ask myself which choice would be the hardest to undo if it were wrong. Then I’d choose the other.

The result of this is that I have no piercings, no tats, and no baroque plaster statues with clocks embedded in their stomachs. You can’t get un-pierced or un-tattooed, you’ll always have it in your past, even if you let the piercing grow in or get the tattoo removed.

And the clock? Just try to return something like that. Okay, I never bought one so I’ve never tried to return one, but I imagine it wouldn’t be easy.


Structure and Routine: Their Effects on Free Will and ADHD

There was a time in my life when Monday meant something. It was the beginning of a cycle of days. It was a sad day sometimes, a happy day other times, but it was always a significant day.

Theses days it means little to me. My days seem to run together, and I'm not sure that I like that.

You've heard me say that we need structure in our lives, and maybe I shouldn't speak for all of us, but I do believe this to be true. Some of you may disagree, and that's okay, I stand by my conviction, but I don't insist that everyone else must.


Are We Unusual or Abnormal? Some Prideful Talk About ADHD

Unique or odd? Adventurous or foolish? Quick to forgive, or just too distracted to remember your anger? You decide. You tell me. But before you do, let me tell you what I think.

As a child, I never forgot that I was different, but I never felt substandard. I didn’t know I suffered from ADHD, no one did. But my mother, God bless her, made me feel like I was okay.

I didn’t have to be like anyone else, it was okay to just be me. No, that’s not quite right, not quite all there was to it. It was absolutely imperative that I be me, that I be just me.

I didn’t have to conform, all I had to do to please her was to bring my best to everything I did. It was always enough as far as she was concerned, and never enough as far as I was concerned. I always wanted to try harder. I didn’t always, but I always wanted to.


What Is Your ADHD Age

I often tell people, when age is being discussed, that I’m 70 physically, 53 chronologically, 29 intellectually and 12 emotionally. I've wondered if there was a formula to calculate my virtual age, my ADHD age, and today I decided to create that.
What? Why would I call that your ADHD age?
Well, let me explain ... First, I’m 53. That’s just the fact. I’ve lived that many years, and while I do agree with people who say you are as young (or as old) as you feel, I have lived through those 53 years and experienced the events that have occurred in that time.

They have, to some extent, shaped my life, my character. That’s my actual age, so it is a number that has to be factored in when calculating my ADHD age.


My ADHD Bucket List

A few days ago a new friend took me by surprise when she asked “So, what’s on your bucket list?”

I have one, of course. Actually I have two. One that is easily accomplished, and one that will require more effort to complete.

Since then, I've been thinking about that encounter, and what is meant by the term “bucket list.” And I've realized I have a third bucket list. I have an ADHD bucket list, things I want to accomplish either because of my ADHD, or in spite of it.


Friday 13th, My Lucky ADHD Day!

Or "Why I'm Not Triskaidekaphobic!"
It's my birthday today, Friday the 13th, my lucky day. I've always felt different, out of sync with the world, not a fit. I've always been a square peg looking at a bank of round holes. But I've always felt lucky.
Tuesdays child is full of grace
At one time I would tell people I had actually been born on a Friday 13th, no one ever looked it up, they'd all just say “Really? Wow!” It fit. I was, and am, an unusual entity and it just figured that I might have been born on such a day.

In reality, I had been born on a Tuesday. If there is any grace in me it is well hidden. It may come out in some of the photographs I take, but I'm fairly sure it isn't very evident at other times.


A Spoonful of Sugar Helps the ADHD Medicine Go Down

I'm not the sort of person that needs to be coddled. I take my medicine when I'm told to. And, though I don't always admit the need, when there's no denying the need, I don't.

The sugar, for me, is the curing of whatever the medicine was prescribed to cure. A bitter pill is not so hard to swallow if there is a resultant healing in the foreseeable future.

Unfortunately, my ADHD is not curable, at least not yet. My meds are a temporary fix, and only a partial one at that. They help me keep calm-minded, but I must direct my own focus. Being mindful is only part of the plan, I have to be vigilant of what I am mindful of.


ADHD? Doesn’t That Describe Everyone?

What is ADHD? I hear this question rather frequently. My standard response is to say “Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder” and then give a quick description of the three main symptoms: distraction, inattention and hyperactivity.

If I’m on my game the sincerity in my delivery makes the questioner realize I’m talking about something beyond the occasional distraction, something more than not noticing your spouse's haircut, and something a bit more excessive than going for a brisk walk.

But I’m not always on my game.


Is This Me Getting Better? ADHD Symptom Overdrive

I’ve written, in the past, about having brilliantly creative ideas and retaining only the euphoric feeling of success at solving or discovering something. As ADHD symptoms go, this inability to maintain my train of thought in the face of the excitement of discovery is one of my most common ones.

It’s disheartening at times. At other times it’s nearly heartbreaking. It all depends on the place I’m at emotionally.
Hindsight is sometimes 20/20
Sometimes, if I backtrack mentally to where I was when I made the discovery, I can actually “rediscover” what gave me that feeling. When that happens, I must admit, I usually find that the euphoria was unwarranted, but not always. And, unfortunately, the “rediscovery” experience is the exception, not the norm.


Three Wishes for an ADHD Life

Remember when you were young and you played three wishes with yourself or with friends? “If I had three wishes, I’d wish for ... ” For people my age, this was fuelled, if not inspired entirely, by 60’s TV shows like Bewitched and I Dream Of Jeannie.
Like throwing gas on a fire
And it didn’t take much to fuel the ADHD mind. My third wish was always for three more wishes. My friends told me I couldn’t wish for that, so I changed it to “I wish that I could have everything I want from now on.” Needless to say, that also was put on the list of things Kelly wasn’t allowed to wish for.