This is a poem that I showed to a Dr after spending years and years trying to get a referral to to an ADHD specialist to get a diagnosis and medication . The Dr read the poem and said she would send me .
It was written by a lady called Stevie Smith who suffered with mental health problems and for me , it really sums up some of our problems of not being listened to when we most need help
It's so sad...but it does sum up a lot of stuff and asking for help but no one listened. It took me yrs to finally be diagnosed my therapist sent me about a month ago and Wednesday I found out that she is leaving the clinic. I feel so sad, about this.
Oh no , let's just hope you get someone with a little empathy and kindness . That's quite a coincidence really because the Dr in my post who helped me has just left the surgery where I attend , but luckily the specialist I see is still the same one who diagnosed me
It is a sad poem but very simple and powerful , I only found it because it wasi in a book of birthday poems I was looking at and thought " that's me ""
They set me up with someone else I hope she will be as good. But that's life I guess lol
Drowning in my own little world. My body can't keep up with reality and my thoughts anymore. I feel so disconnected from everything
Do you have support at home?
Vyvanse making me sleepy but not tolerating higher dose 
Son diagnosed with adhd at 44
Finally diagnosed, but finding actual treatment feels impossible.
