Yeah, I know, I look forward to your comments. I’m supposed to say that ADHD is insidious, a burden, the bane of my existence. And it is. I admit it. But I look around at the rest of the world and I see the options available. And I thank heaven that, if I have to have a mental health disorder, I have this one.
Don’t get me wrong, if I could actually be normal, I think I’d like to give that a shot, but I suspect I’d be bored with that pretty quickly. And I refuse to sacrifice my creative bent for that normalcy. But it would be interesting to be the most unique individual in all of history, the one person who actually was normal.
What I suspect I would end up being is one of the masses of humanity that suffers the most horrid mental health condition of all. The condition that more people suffer from than any other, the one for which there is no cure, the one whose existence is doubted more than all other disorders combined.