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Cake day: June 28th, 2023

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  • well, I’ve got other stuff going on, depression and a brain injury last year that I’m still working through. on top of that, as a kid in the 80’s I was tested for ADD but at the time they were more looking at the inattentive behaviours. however, I’m pretty sure I’m the other side of that coin and ADHD didn’t become a thing (at least mainstream) 'til several years later.

    anyway thanks, I really appreciate the advice.




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    2 months ago

    Good advice, thanks. I am not ruling out medication, but I would hesitate to put one of my kids on it if they were diagnosed and so I am hesitant for the same reasons. The reason I’d like a diagnosis though is that I am pathologically unable to act without data. I’d feel like a complete imposter at an ADHD event unless I was sure I was one of the ranks.


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    I honestly don’t want to be medicated, but I’d like a diagnosis to help me find strategies. I’m middle aged so have figured out how to live with the brain I have but it would be nice to not have to struggle against my nature so much.

    I’m probably just lazy or easily distracted, or disorganized, etc. and am looking for excuses.


  • I wish I could figure out if I have it. I asked my doctor how to get diagnosed, he said I’d need to talk to a psychiatrist. I got a referral and tried to setup and appointment but they said I couldn’t be tested since I have no history of it. They instead want to put me on antidepressants but I’ve gone through enough of them to know that ain’t what my issue is.

    Mental health care in this country is a fucking joke.



  • the garage. I was 6 or 7, my mom was undergoing a major health situation and the medication wasn’t doing her mental processes any favors. One morning she was running late and so asked me to start her car. I’d never started a car in my life, I had no idea what to do and I couldn’t reach the pedals so I asked my younger sibling to help out. I stayed on the floor and operated the pedals, my sibling was in charge of the key.

    mind you, this was a stickshift and it was parked in the driveway, facing the garage door.

    I have no idea what we actually did, I only remember the crashes as we went through the garage door and through the back wall. The front of the car now blocking the alley, we yanked the key ran to hide because we had just taken down a fucking building ruined mom’s new car, and thought we were going to be killed. Of course she instantly realized what happened and knew that she was at fault so when she found us we were of course in no trouble; but man, what a ride that was…