At 27 years old, I was diagnosed with ADD. I was relieved to finally know what was wrong with me. I was never able to get myself going in life; in relationships, in parenting, in college. All that spinning-my-stationary-tires took a toll and caused me great angst. I was depressed, to say the least, and frustrated. Why on earth couldn’t I get it together and be a productive part of society, as it seemed all my peers were.
A moment of realization occurred when I first started taking ADD medication, the medication made me more mainstream, but they took away some of the positives of this “disorder”. With one swift swallow of a pill, all of my creativity and out-of-the-box thoughts and ideas were gone! Sure the medicine did exactly what it was supposed to do, but at what cost? Do I want to be creative or calm, sociable or quiet? Literally it’s like one extreme or the other.
At the end of the day, I have to be able to accept myself! That was much of the problem; I was trying so hard to be more “mainstream” like everyone else; that made self-acceptance impossible. So now I’ve learned to love ME, ADD and all!