Hello, and welcome to my blog, ADHDMe. I was diagnosed with combined type ADHD two years ago at age sixty, and currently remain unmedicated. After 24 months of solid and unwavering hyperfocus on what this means I have come up to draw breath and realized it might be wise to write some of this down, particularly as it shows no sign of stopping.
On the upside, my husband no longer sucks in his breath if I:
a) forget where I put my phone down indoors for the tenth time in a day, and
b) fail to walk through the supermarket out of time with the piped music.
On the downside, that leaves me with all the responsibility to fight against doing the hustle down the tinned goods aisle.
N.B. Yes, as with many or most of us, I was officially a gifted child and have a Mensa-level IQ (Mensa = unofficial sheltered workshop, with beer, kites, and the odd green sock). No, I never realized my so-called potential and most people can’t imagine I ever had one. Under the circumstances, I’m quite proud of that. Not actually having to mask something else to fit in is probably what saved me from being a total dipso just to convince people I had any street cred. Which I don’t.