Whenever I walked into a bookstore, it was like an invisible current pulled me towards the self-help section. Even though I knew that none of the previous books had worked in stopping my procrastination, there was still an itch that maybe I just haven’t found the right book yet.
Discovering ADHD two years ago was like finally discovering the exit to a dark cave.
There was such relief in finding a reason and name for constantly feeling like I was falling behind, not remembering details, struggling to wake up in the morning, waiting until the last moment to get things done, and having so many good ideas and yet not being able to follow through.
Why didn’t anyone see the signs of this, especially my therapists? Why was ADHD something I had to discover for myself and then need to advocate for myself for a diagnosis? …