Is there any way to manage symptoms without medication? Both of my brothers have ADHD and my therapist suspects that I do, too. However, I have a history of abusing adderall and being addicted to it. I don’t want to ever take a prescription stimulant again and no doctor would prescribe me one anyway because of my history.
I have a diagnosis but meds didn’t work, possibly because i live a pretty much sheltered life and was never forced into work, i did some jobs but i never lasted more than a year. The last 3 years i spent smoking weed and postponing my waking up. Now i’m trying psychotherapy again and i’ve been prescribed efexor.
But i feel more hopeless and spent than ever. I can’t feel interest nor curiosity about anything. Social interactions are pain, and what’s worse is that even with my closest friends it is now like that. I just feel like I’m not interested or capable of conversing with them, cause I feel no interest in any thing anymore…
So maybe you need to artificially create some sort of panic in your life. I look at your life and am jealous of the things discribe but you seem to be wanting in on what Im going through. So if that’s the case just need to be constantly panicked about something.
Nah, before I was diagnosed I was basically a zombie raising from the dead each morning through sheer willpower.
I stopped caring about “getting my life together”. All it means to me is being a nice little cog in the soul crushing machine. I take care of the absolute minimum on a day by day basis and use what’s leftover to have fun and do what I want to. I figure by the time it catches up to me, the world will have really gone to shit. If somehow the state of things actually improve, either it’ll be a world that treats people with adhd better or I’ll go out on my own terms.
Yeah, and what’s difficult is that real improvement is possible, but you get stuck in this rut where you view attempts to improve yourself as pointless.
Try 45 and but yes I agree.
51 and yes. I bet we can go higher.
I think we’ve got to get in at least 10,000
No I have hope “Holly Hope” that I can turn it around. Just got my webcomic back up, and ready for my second one. And going start a positive podcast with my sons. Just got to motivate me back into writing.
30 is as great a time to start as any
I brought it up to my doctor and got a referral to get a diagnosis, finally. That was 4 years ago. I need to ask again for another referral but keep forgetting/not being able to, while im there. If I can bring myself to do it, I might just ask my doctor to help me make the appointment while im there. :P
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
Such a good song. Kind of fucked up to listen to on a morning commute tho xD
Just working on diagnosis at 50. You’re lucky if you worked it out by 30.
I’m 53 and have been questioning it for a few years. I just have to make that doctor’s appointment to ask about it . That’s my goal for next week. It was also my goal last week, last month, and the last couple years… one day/week at a time.
After my morning coffee everything sounds like a great idea, but it’s too early in the morning to do anything about it because that window of time is designated peaceful quiet moment before I have to work. I’ll just do it this afternoon after work…
I just found out yesterday that I am Bipolar, have severe anxiety and depression, PTSD and likely ADHD but it’ll take a while to figure out cause they all have overlapping symptoms. Apparently I’ve been playing as a beginner on expert mode all along. Getting actual diagnosis for these things is a while thing unto itself where I live. It’s not real easy to get a psychologist unless you pay out of pocket. I don’t have money for that.
It took a long time. Had to quit booze. Straighten up my life some. Have a family to care about. Almost die from crazy cancer. Before I made the calls. Don’t beat yourself up too bad.
Got mine less than a year ago at 41. My whole fucked up life makes sense.
It’s crazy how it all makes so much sense that I’ve always wanted to just live in a cabin in the woods and exist.
I’m in that cabin. Slowly pushing the outside world as far away as I can get it, while maintaining access to hospitals and whatnot.
Yep. I wasn’t diagnosed until I was like 35.
I fucking wish I was 30
47, first time seeing a family doctor on the 30th, long road before diagnosis. And got an appointment for my finances. Now I need to make one for my teeth. I’m getting there.
If I can just keep at it a little longer.
Right?? The time stretching ahead of you like a vast unexplored country…
You become thirsty.
46*
25 for me and had just been fired for the second time. I was lucky enough to find coping mechanisms and a support structure that worked for me with people who had my best interests in mind otherwise I’d probably still be struggling.
That was over 20 years ago and now when I tell people I’m ADHD they don’t believe me. Makes me feel good!
It never changes either. I’m past 40 and I’m still like “I’ll get my life together next year. Or the one after that, surely!”
I mean yeah, last week(month/year) didn’t go as planned but this week(month/year) I will finally get my shit together