diagnosed with ADHD. Life suddenly made sense and I realized that, while my tennis career had been many things, futile was not one of them.I was a spaced-out child with an insatiable appetite for conversation, happily hopping from interest to interest.
One time, after learning about microorganisms, I badgered my father until he procured an industrial microscope for me. But by the time it arrived, my mind had already moved on to the more fertile landscape of bird watching.
The prospect of examining tiny organisms had since been buried in the familiar ADHD purgatory of ‘not now.’The most telling aspect of ADHD, looking back, was my sensitivity to rejection.
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