Forgive me, my Father, for I have not paid attention to what snuck up;
I let my ADHD run amok.
I aknowledge mine own fuckups,
but how could I have known about the influx.
I was told tales of boys misbehaven,
but heard no mention of the small maiden.
”What a silly little thing,
that attention deficit,
have you seen the needlepoint,
now where’s the distress in it!”
I sew and I sow but reap only bits,
like quicksand it’s a fucking bitch.
As I bend and I stretch, I snap and I snarl,
for I am so tired and can’t cope with it all.
I know what’s what and adult as needs must
but can no longer manage with baggage as heavy as such.
Bless me my Father for I have not much, patience no more and out of touch.
Fear not, fear not, my child you’re in luck
One Hail Mary and a sprinkle of dust.
This is an unfiltered diary of anything and everything related to a personal ADHD journey. In true neurospicy fashion, the entries will shapeshift according to who-the-fuck-knows-what-and-when. Try to keep up.
We're on a journey ourselves with our son's intense energy levels. I don't know if it's definitively ADHD and don't like to slap a label on something that could be a phase or what would otherwise be a normal little boy, where most boys these days are subdued and chemically reduced as heartbreaking as that is, but damn is it challenging lol
How old is your son? If he isn’t aggressive and learns how to read, write and do a little math then medication is probably not needed at this time. But do keep a close eye on it because ADHD can cause very serious emotional distress on a daily basis, espesially if he doesn’t understand it. It’s good to be a sceptic and not immediately ho for medication but I can say that god I wish I was diagnosed and medicated at least 15 years ago already, and not at 32.