Hello April, Please be kind.

I should write more. It’s the pesky inconsistencies of ADHD.

It’s there swirling about inside my head all incohesive like as usual. March with its Springbreakers here in vacation land USA kept me busy work wise, a pinched nerve in my shoulder is still rendering my arm numb right down to the fingertips, it’ a painful process to even type. I suppose PT is in the near future, I’d say UGH, but it’s probably not a bad idea.  Read More

Sometimes…

…there are just too many thoughts at one time.

That’s what the past 2 weeks have seemed, much like this strange half frozen egg found in my fridge a couple of weeks ago. Not quite this, not quite that. Regardless I still had to make an impromptu run to the market to pick up fresh eggs to finish off my baking. Such is life with ADHD, you just keep on keeping on. Baking. Half baked. That’s rich. Ha-ha. That’s a fitting descriptive.

half way in between
the problem with A D D
jump swirl jump again again

 

 

Because it is relevant. #ITakeMyPillsBecause ..it’s still on my mind.

I advocate ADHD because I should have been a better role model. I advocate ADHD because no one ever did so for me.

The whole thing saddens me really to the point I mostly didn’t even want to comment anything about it. That’s typical me. I don’t compute insinuation very well, I find it ridiculous without facts and since I can’t take in account all the facts on every individual with ADHD and/or on Adderall I just rather not part take in any mud slinging. Read More

adhd: the struggle is real FYI

I was in a college class not too many years ago and the instructor gave a quiz to us to determine our learning style. Some learn by listening, some visual etc. They all had different names. I was the only one in the class that fell under the label ‘Naturalist’ learner. The unprofessional and apparently uneducated instructor said she didn’t know what that means, and maybe it means I should study under a tree Read More

Note To Self: Thinking. Just Don’t.

I’ve let this go too long, I mean WTH. The Doorway was supposed to be an outlet and something to do for my overly active ADHD brain and instead I sit here with my overly active ADHD brain actually brainstorming what it is I’m suppose to be writing about when in fact I wasn’t suppose to even care. Thinking. My GOD. That’s like the worst thing I could do with my ADD EVER. Read More

Rabbit Hole

Black and white, its refined elegance that I see, that’s the way I’ll go, that’s what they should see, that’s me, that’s the very part of me not many see.

The laughter comes, the colorful laughter, laughter like a rainbow, lets slide, stripped away goes the polish, but isn’t it all absurd anyway. Read More

An Open Letter of ADHD from a Mother to her Son

Dear DJ,

The one thing people can never really quite prepared you for when you’re about to have a baby is just how completely and madly in love with them you will fall.  I can still see myself sitting at the foot of your baby swing on the floor as you rocked back and forth asleep only weeks old, utterly amazed at how perfect you were, it was you and me against the world. It was always you and me. Read More

Co-dependency, Chaos and all that other Crap (ADHD Awareness Month Share #5)

How much of my mother has my mother left in me? How much of my love will be insane to some degree? And what about this feeling that I’m never good enough? Will it wash out in the water or is it always in the blood? – John Mayer

I once tried to woo an ex boyfriend back by delivering him a pound of deliciously fresh steamed shrimp. Shoved into his mailbox. Still hot. Because that’s normal. (?) And as much as I’d like to say I was young, truth is, I wasn’t THAT young. You can’t make people love you. Want you. Need you. Fix you. Truth is, if they’re ok with you shoving hot steamed shrimp into their mailbox they no doubt need fixing themselves, and you can’t do that for them either. Read More