365 Days of ADHD: Reintroducing Me to My Neurodivergent Self
How I’m learning to do life with a new perspective.
Although I’ve lived for thirty years with this brain in my head, for only one of those years have I known it to be the ADHD model.
I’m learning how to be alive all over again. That’s not to say I was much of an expert before, but I managed. Now, I’m re-learning what it means to do everything from chores to… learning. Like exploring a new language or adjusting to life with glasses, a lot of things make more sense now, but it’s all a period of adjustment, and I’m still figuring it out.
I’m open with friends (and the internet) about many things ripe for commentary. I’m a gay, non-monogamous, opinionated, recovering alcoholic vegan socialist with a back catalog of mental health crises and suicidal ideation. So, with all of this in mind, why did I find it so hard to accept that I might have ADHD?
A neverending stream of TikToks and social media ads first inspired me to talk about ADHD openly.
I wrote about this in November, an article with more engagement than anything else I’ve ever written about myself. The purpose of that article was to express how I related “coming out” with ADHD to that of…
