I used to suffer from ADHD.
Because I didn’t know that’s what it was.
Hard to win a wrestling match against an invisible opponent, if you don’t even realize you are in a wrestling match.
So I just suffered. Mostly in silence. Cause people got tired of hearing my problems, my excuses, my apologies.
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…