Looking back, I have had ADHD for the better part of my life. When I try to explain my shortcoming with my family, they are quick to tell me that there's nothing wrong with me. "Let me show you my ADHD.. it's in the basement!" Now, hold on. In the basement? Oh yes! In the back of my mothers basement sita a large rubbermaid tub. Inside, there are about 40 skeins of yarn. Now, as you pick up each one you will notice a pair of needles or hooks dangling from each one. Every color or yarn has been started, had about 3 or 4 rows done, and abandoned just around the one inch mark. There, in that bin, are scarves and hats I fervently assured my family I was going to make them for Christmas a few years back. There they sit, next to a bookshelf filled with books I " had to have" that I only read the first chapter of, if that. There they sit, and will continue to sit.
WHen you're an adult with ADHD, you have no filter. Every single idea is an amazing idea, and oyu must run out and act on them. If you try to subdue the impulse, you get a nasty pain in your brain, much like the feeling you get when you drink a slurpee too fast. So, that is how we end up with 25 hobbies, and enough started projects for each of those hobbies to last us a few lifetimes. Just a you get focused on that new scarf or book, the ADHD winds blow in and POOF- I really should clean out my files, and then POOF I really need to get caught up on my homework, then POOF Wow I think it's time for bed. There is no holding onto your focus once it has shifted, an ADHD adult is just along for the ride at that point.
This is every day. It is not fun.
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