The Adventures of Captain Waffello
A New Kind of Interactive Storytelling for ADHD Kids Today I am having a discussion with Angie Butler and Ginny […]
A New Kind of Interactive Storytelling for ADHD Kids Today I am having a discussion with Angie Butler and Ginny […]
So you decided to climb Mount Everest. (Don’t worry, you didn’t really decide to climb Mount Everest and then somehow forget you made the declaration. This is the beginning of an analogy.)
Book review by Rick Green, We always want to help our kids. We want them to do well. We want […]
A decade ago when we first interviewed 9 experts for ADD & Loving It?!, there was a general consensus that diet had nothing to do with ADHD.
You’ve heard the advice, usually from people who are fabulously successful: “Follow your passion!”
If only everyone would do that! Why, then… who would collect our garbage? Or work in a noisy warehouse? Or stand behind the counter at the bank serving customers for 8 hours a day?
Until I knew that I qualified as ADHD I struggled. The limits it put on me were invisible. I knew I was screwing up. But not always. I was inconsistent, but not consistently. Even my unreliability was unreliable.
Now, looking back, I’ve had a kind of epiphany and it has to do with structure, habits, organization…
Empty my head? Let go of thoughts? Be calm and present? In the here and now? Mindful of this moment and every moment? Does he not understand I have ADHD? He should. After all, he is my ADHD specialist. He has been for over a decade…
Recently diagnosed with ADHD? I want to offer three ‘truths’ you should know. Had I been told these things 17 years ago, when I was first diagnosed, I would have avoided a lot of upset and frustration. And I’m big on avoiding upset and frustration.
(And You Can, Too. Without Actually Having To Be Bullied.) His name was Charles Philip. That’s not his real name. His real name was Steve Markham. That’s not true, either. The name doesn’t matter. It’s not that I don’t want to embarrass him—I’m not even sure he’s still alive. It’s that he represents every person who ever bullied me, from Grade 3 to last summer…
“I don’t know where the day went,” was a familiar, almost constant lament of mine.
Eventually, after yet another day slipped past me, I sat for an hour trying to discern how 8 hours had simply vanished in a jumble of tiny tasks, none of which stuck in my memory, leaving me feeling like I’d accomplished nothing.