gracious- it might help you get your head around the meds thing if you put your ADD into the same sort of mental category as things like epilepsy and type 1 diabetes- its not something you got as a result of some dreadful failing on your part, and its not something you can make magically disapear with any amount of willpower- you have some chemical stuff that just doesn’t work particularly brilliantly if left to its own devices, and you utilise medication to support your body to function effectively- short and long term. maybe you don’t NEED medication any more than an epileptic or diabetic with incredibly good management of their diet and environment combined with a lot of luck might, but your life is quite possibly a damned sight harder to keep functional and enjoyable without it.
thats how i look at my depression (which you can trace back through myriad generations on both sides of my family tree). i can do things to support my mental wellbeing, i can make lifestyle changes that are constructive, but i just cannot make my brain chemistry into something that it can’t physically be by itself, no matter how much i focus or strain myself trying to- and trust me, i have tried- frequently and repeatedly. i wanted to be ok, i convinced myself that i should and could be ok, i had a damned good go at being ok, and it turns out that i wasn’t ok without medication. and thats really ok.
i think that a big part of the cultural taboos around ‘mental’ conditions is that firstly they’re invisable (its not like my ADHD is gonna make my head go green and swell up like a watermelon- so for all anyone else knows i could be making it up, and i certainly don’t look disabled), secondly, they’re really not that well understood by the mainstream (who ‘know’ about them from innaccurate and dramatic pieces in the newspaper involving badly behaved small boys with totally shockingly poor parenting), and thirdly, many people with ADHD and/or depression seem to potter along generally quite well as far as onlookers are concerned (onlookers who don’t see them go home and cry with sheer frustration and exhaustion, who don’t watch them running about like a headless chicken trying to get ready for work every day, or trying with all their might just to drag their sorry arse out of bed in the morning, etc), and we’re judged through the eyes of those people- who think they know what being a little distracted or somewhat impulsive or pretty hyped up or quite sad or generally a bit defeated feels like- and assume that its the same for everyone else.
if someone has a broken leg from an accident, you can see it, its pretty easy to imagine how much it must hurt even if you’ve not ever broken a leg, and its clear to see what additional help they’d legitimately need, and naturally you’d be running to the pharmacy to get their pain pills before they could yell “help!” . if someone has ADHD or depression you’re pretty much taking it on their word, people tend to apply their experience to our challenges and think “well, i was sad when my hamster died, and i got through it ok…?!”, and it quite possibly sounds a bit suss and like they’re swinging the lead- cos everyone has been a bit distracted or despondant once in a blue moon, and they coped…. yeah?
i think that similarly to with depression, its really upto us with ADHD to decide if something is ‘wrong’, or just different, how much we can cope with, and how much really is too much to bear, and whether we want to use medication to ‘fix it’ (‘enhance our abilities’ might be a better way to put it) , or to just carry on as we are -perhaps with a bit more willpower and some self-help books thrown in. cos to be honest, while education is a very important thing, other people are always gonna think what they want to think, regardless of what we do- and at the end of the day, we’re the ones living our whole lives, in charge of our bodies, and consequently what matters is how *we* decide to feel about our conditions, and how we want our experience of the world to be- what we decide to do about our challenges, and how we perceive ourselves. 
i’m not by any means broken, nothing is ‘wrong’ with my head and how it works, – maybe it is just different (and sometimes that differentiness is sucktacular, sometimes its great) but regardless- i prefer not to flail about like an upside down bewildered woodlouse with the attention span of a small fish, and wail incessantly as a result of experiencing intense feelings of woe and doom, if i don’t have to experience that- at least not on a daily basis. if there is a pill for that stuff, i’mma be waving my hand in the air requesting it- everyone else can do or think whatever they want! 