My friend, Elaine Doy (mentioned in Monday’s post), is a “painter extraordinaire” and her work thrills me. But I was not surprised to learn that she is often unhappy with her work while she’s working on it. She says she starts to paint and then takes a look at what she’s done and despairs of it ever being what she wants it to be. I’m personally pleased that she perseveres. View full article »
Tag Archive: Life
Today started out dark. No, I don’t mean a lack of light. I’m not talking about cloud cover, I’m talking about mood.
It’s hot here in South-western Ontario, and the heat is affecting my sleep. My body is in pain and that pain adds to my distractions. The heat and the pain together combine to negate, to a great extent, the effect of my medication. View full article »
There is no end to the paradoxes (paradoxi?) that permeate ADHD. Hyper-focus vs lack of focus, being a Highly Sensitive Person (HSP) vs being highly self centred, being a creative problem solver vs being a creative problem creator …
My paradox for today is what goes on when I have something important to do. I have the energy, the desire to work, but no way of getting down to it. View full article »
Prologue: This was written a week ago. I had second thoughts about publishing it. Today, I want it to be read.
We ADHDers need friends. I’m not talking about someone to turn to when our car is broken down or when we need someone to pick up our mail while we’re out of town, although those kinds of things are important.
I’m talking about friends who understand when we screw up, people who don’t say “Why did you do that?” or “What were you thinking?” or “How could you be so stupid?” View full article »
I wonder about why we do what we do, why we impulsively decide to step off the curb of safety into the adventurous unknown
Learning From the Past
In my youth I made many hedonistic decisions in search of happiness. I often regretted those decisions, but couldn’t stop making them. It took literally years of my life to realize that instant gratification didn’t equal happiness. View full article »
On Friday I told you about my attempts to submit, in a timely manner, an application for a grant. There was a deadline, and I had set an earlier one. My plan was to send in the application a month in advance and then spend the month between deadlines revelling in this victory over my ADHDness.
Yeah, right! We left off on Friday with my ms (manuscript) having gone to my editor friend to be vetted before submission. I had five days before the actual deadline. We’ll pick it up there. View full article »
When I was eight years old my father taught me to drive a motorcycle. He had learned, I’m sure, that it was better to be around for my adventures than to find out about them later.
The bike I learned to drive was his 80cc Suzuki. I couldn’t reach the gear shift with my abbreviated legs, so he sat on the back and shifted gears for me. I was an ace on the clutch, throttle and front brake (couldn’t reach the back brake any better than the gear shift, but the front brake stops a bike faster). View full article »
A friend of mine helped her mother move into an assisted living setting several years ago. It was not a happy occasion, though mother and daughter were in agreement that it had to be done. This move was evidence that the cycle of life was progressing. And it was not welcome.
The location was affordable, and supposedly nice. My friend’s mother was accepting of her fate, but still … View full article »
6:40 A.M. – My alarm clock goes off, another weekday morning. I jump out of bed, grab a fresh coffee from the Kitchen and, cup in hand, head off to my office to fire up my computer. “I’m going to get a jump on my writing today …” I tell myself, “just as soon as I check my email.”, “… and facebook.”, “…and twitter.”, “… and my analytic’s stats.” View full article »
That’d be nice …
I went to my doctor’s office today to discuss my meds. I wasn’t looking forward to it. My doctor was pretty much introduced to adult ADHD when she met me less than a year ago. I was expecting to have to ask for a referral to a psychiatrist in order to have my medication changed. You see, on top of not being aware of any adult with ADHD, my doctor didn’t believe in its existence. She had been of the opinion that it was a fraud perpetrated by big pharma to increase the number of people who required medication, thereby making the stimulant market larger. View full article »