I'm feeling a little - a lot - overwhelmed right now. Actually sitting here crying just working towards forcing myself to get an appointment to get an official diagnosis. I discovered that ADHD had been the source of so, so many of my problems in life only a few months ago when I really began to understand what it is and what the symptoms actually look like. I did what I do with all things when I want to understand them - I started maniacally researching.
I don't know what it was specifically. An article? A comic strip? (@ADHD_Alien on Twitter has become a godsend for breaking things down in a way I can actually process) But next came reading and podcasts (The ADHD Experts panel from ADDitude Magazine on Spotify is another absolute gem), and I've been slowly digesting all of the information, which is immensely helpful.
But as with most things in life, it's the starting of things that is so hard. Taking that first step and getting past the mental hurdles in my way. It's too hard or too stressful or too time consuming and my brain shuts down. I have no healthcare. I'm unemployed. The bureaucratic processes for doing anything in this country make things more than difficult.
There's a free clinic I know I can go to. But I try to book an appointment online because that I can do. That's accessible. But I have to go in to register as a new patient. And then, like a stack of falling dominoes, it all feels completely hopeless. My brain tells me it can't handle that It all just seems so much. So I realized what I need to start is just to get some support. Someone to tell me I can do it. Someone to offer some guidance or advice or just contrary thoughts to those flooding my head.
Please, kind, considerate person reading this, help, in whatever way you can. I don't know how much longer I can keep doing this.
The last few months have been hell on earth. Trying to get back into some, any kind of work since being laid off feels insurmountable. Resumes, job profiles for freelancing, passion projects. I have finally had the thing I've wanted for so long - time. And as it's been for so many, I feel like I've wasted it. But I can't make myself do the things which are so challenging. I now know that's ADHD.
It's the same stuff that made me become completely overwhelmed my junior year of college and just.....stop. Stop going to class, stop doing work, taking naps in the library and lying to my family because I just didn't understand why I couldn't do it. I physically and mentally shut down after a setback - getting sick for three months and falling behind in my classes, while working three jobs no less, with no support system in place and zero help from my college. The counselors at the mental health center on campus looked at me like I was crazy when I told them what I was going through and brushed me off because I didn't have a substance abuse problem. I wrote it off as depression, anxiety, stress, exhaustion. I quit. I focused on work. And for years powered through. Until I couldn't anymore. The same started to happen even before a pandemic cost me my job. I found tasks piling up at work and found my body rejecting the idea of completing anything. I just tried to make it through the day.
I know I have so much potential. I'm so smart. I'm so creative. I'm a brilliant writer. I just can't DO. And I know it's most likely as simple - to a degree - as starting medication. That's the first step that will likely turn things around for me and help me get on track. I've unwittingly been successful in other ways in the past, what I considered coping mechanisms for my mental health at the time or just a desire for better health. I've exercised. I've meditated. I've switched to a vegan diet - which actually helped immensely with my focus and energy levels before finances and potential food scarcity with COVID made me switch back to eating what everyone else in my house does. I've journaled. I've made lists and plans.
None of them are sustainable. At some point, I get "distracted," thrown off course, and I'm right back where I started. Keeping a stable routine is nearly impossible for me. I want to get better. I want to be the me I know is inside, do all the things I know I'm capable of. But right now, I have piles of things that my brain says I need to do, and I can't seem to do any of them. It doesn't help I'm recovering from COVID and my body is low on resources as it is. All of this is all the more complicated by the fact that the extra $600 in unemployment is now over. I HAVE to get some kind of additional income coming in or go full time back to work - which I'm not sure my body is ready for. I'm scared this will just become another thing that gets put off. I'm scared I may live like this forever. When it's so easy to take the first step towards getting help. It seems so easy.
I realize this has turned into a long vent, but I don't have many people I can talk to about this. I have a wonderful partner who also has ADHD but is a bit of a skeptic since I don't have an official diagnosis and truly doesn't understand it much themself, aware of only many of the myths I've been unpacking for months now of what people believed about/were sold on ADHD for so long, who also sees me as such a strong and capable person that they can't fathom me having such a problem. I have a great best friend who also has it but can't offer much in terms of support or encouragement because she's only halfway across the world. I have a dad who is loving and supportive as he can be but doesn't understand fundamentally the roadblocks that keep me from doing things and has so many mental and physical obstacles himself that he really can't get it in any real way.
This is a lot. Having ADHD is a lot. Understanding what it was was one of the best things I've ever discovered about myself. A revelation. But it is so painful and hard to still feel like I don't have a way to grasp doing something about it.