i need, like, an adhd tutor that just sits with me and keeps me on track. i know how to do the work i just can’t, you know, get myself to do it.
Before I was diagnosed I used to tell my mum “everyone keeps telling me to try harder but it’s not that easy! Everyone else just tries to do something and starts doing it, its like I have to try to try!”
It has stuck with me for a long time. The energy we put into sitting still, redirecting attention, quieting our minds, removing distractions, planning the logical steps of the work etc… imagine if you could just put all that energy into the thing you were actually trying to do.
Man I spent the entire day in my room wanting to do homework, with my backpack next to me. Instead I spent the entire day goofing off and watching things. Now my roommate is home, NOW I have the motivation to do stuff, and I’m distracted by my roommate. I hate my brain
Genuinely had to double-check that I didn’t post this! What even is motivation.
I hate that I have to pick up my ADHD medication in person rather than having it sent in the mail. That sounds like first world problems, but like… if someone is taking medication for a condition that makes it hard to plan things and budget time, then maybe it’s not a good idea to make them wait for an hour at the pharmacy 3 separate times in one week for a prescription that they ordered A WEEK AGO just because it was sent to pediatrics instead of the adult pharmacy. Just a suggestion.
For people in Australia you have to leave your prescription at the pharmacy of your choice. Most prescriptions last 6 months or so, and if you go to a Priceline pharmacy or similar they text you when you are due to pick up your next script asking if you want it prepared. You send back “yes” and then they text you again when it’s ready to pick up and tell you how many you have left before you need a new prescription.
Why aren’t other places doing this?!?! It honestly makes life so much easier!
I talk too much. I explain too much. I try to tell stories but never finish them because a better, different, only vaguely related story jumped me in the alleyway of thought. I dump out all of my thoughts while talking and I don’t think about what I say, and if I do it’s probably for a presentation.
Generally people are fine with this, they’re like, that’s just how she is, but sometimes it’s not the time, but I just keep on talking, like a train just chugging up the track except sometimes the track splits and I go the wrong way and end up somewhere different. Oh hey that’d be a good comic. Note to self: write a comic about trains and thought.
I’m both painfully self-conscious about this and deeply in love with this simultaneously.