ADHD sometimes feels like tiptoeing through a minefield. I progress slowly, cautiously — bracing for an explosion of confusing thoughts.
Words spoken too quickly. Explosive, unanticipated anger. I feel contrarian — but also dogmatic — in my views, thought processes, and daily habits.
I am a living contradiction, and that is painfully isolating — in no small part because my feelings are so impossible to explain and, therefore, frequently invalidated through a lack of understanding.Before I was finally diagnosed with ADHD in my early 20s, I did not think of myself as a victim, yet I always felt different.
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