I was so fearful when (six months into my nursing degree) my suspicions were confirmed — I hadn’t “grown out of” my ADHD. I had two choices:
- Struggle on, enjoying the creativity and curiosity about things and the world and people and everything, or:
- Take medication. Be able to pay attention in lectures, but risk losing the creativity, curiosity… empathy.
I took the medication. I’m still creative and curious, but now I can concentrate on all the things I love doing, too 💜
I won’t say that life is perfect (it really isn’t, and I’ve requested a referral to a consultant again about changing my dosage to reflect the higher stresses of my final year of uni compared to my interruption year…). I am still learning how to do some aspects of social relationships, and working on my emotional intelligence, but I’m in a far better position than I was 3 years ago.