adhd

In my life, there's a particular time when my focused self goes home for the day and my distracted self reemerges. This is often a disorienting, frustrating, and anxiety ridden time of day for me. It usually takes a couple of hours to catch my second wind, where I can sort of focus again... Occasionally I miss the mark though.

It doesn't always manifest itself the same way...

It's been... a rough week.

Nothing particularly bad happened per se, but emotionally I've been on edge... Probably partially attributable to the curse and most likely a direct result of the fact that took the last pill of my ADHD medication on Tuesday and didn't go and get more until Friday.

The medication situation was just me being lazy.

In January, shortly before my twenty-fourth birthday, I was diagnosed with ADHD predominately inattentive type.

I have oscillated on my position on having children more times than I'm willing to admit.

When I was a churchgoer, I wanted babies, probably because having offspring seemed to be your ticket to being accepted by the womenfolk and the line in the sand drawn regarding how you'd be treated if you were in your 20s... as an adult or a glorified teenager.