I remember returning home from Le Moyne College in Syracuse, NY for winter break during my senior year as an undergraduate student. I was overwhelmed and discouraged. I did not know what I wanted to do with my life. During the fall semester, I had suffered from the H1N1 virus and had received very low grades for the semester. I was in the car with my parents. My parents had always supported and encouraged me and reassured me that everything was going to turn out for the best eventually. However, it was difficult at the time to believe what they said.
My Session With My Counselor
Upon returning to my hometown of West Nyack, NY, I made an appointment with my counselor. I remember sitting in session with my counselor not knowing where to begin the session. I sat in my counselor’s office in complete disgust at myself. We started off the session by discussing how the fall semester went for me. I told my counselor that I had been diagnosed with the H1N1 virus and my grades were very low for the fall semester. I had slept more than I studied that semester. I eventually had to tell my counselor what had been on my mind, since returning home from college for winter break. I had to reveal my inner thoughts and feelings.
Getting The Courage To Tell My Counselor What Was On My Mind
It was 30 minutes into the session, and I had finally gained the courage to reveal what I was going to say. I finally said, “I think I have ADHD.” My counselor asked me why I believed this was true. I told my counselor, “Ever since having the H1N1 virus, I had been unable to concentrate and focus on assignments. I had to re-read everything and am unable to understand what I have just read.” My counselor told me, ” If you think you have ADHD, I want you to read this book.” The session was about to end. I gladly accepted the book from my counselor.
Reading The Book
The minute I went home I read the book. I had done some research on ADHD before going to that counseling session. However, after reading the book from my counselor, I was sure I had ADHD. Despite knowing I had ADHD, I knew everything was going to be fine. Initially, I was embarrassed to admit it to myself. However, after reading the book, I came to the realization that my diagnosis did not define me. I was in control of it not the reverse.
Up until this day, I do not regret being diagnosed with ADHD. I never let it define me, and I always reassure myself that I will always be myself and nothing can change that. If you are suffering from ADHD, always remember you are your own, unique person and nothing can change that.
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