Brianna pointed. “As soon as dinner ends, you just start cleaning up! I don’t understand how you do it. I can’t go straight from dinner to dishes.” Dan was bewildered. To him, moving from eating dinner to cleaning dishes was natural. But to Brianna, it felt like Dan was blessed with a superpower.
After a recent talk a woman from the audience shared her frustration with friends and family members who question her diagnosis. A loved one had announced, “ADHD is made up by drug companies. The way Greeting Card companies created Mother’s Day.”
Attention Deficit Disorder is frustrating. It leads to procrastination, burn-out, isolation, and overwhelm.
Even now, a decade and a half after learning what’s up with me, my ADHD can be a challenge. Daily. Sometimes hourly.
Now and then someone will tell me that Attention Deficit/Hyperactivity Disorder is a gift. A big, fat, wonderful, exciting gift.
Rather than a problem, disorder, constant challenge, or, on bad days, a curse.
Why such opposing views?