Day 2 – Doing it right(ish)
And, golly gosh, it works. Well, possibly. Maybe not. It’s possible that I am just excited about the idea of it working, and that’s what’s clicked me into alert mode. Still, beggars can’t be choosers.
And, golly gosh, it works. Well, possibly. Maybe not. It’s possible that I am just excited about the idea of it working, and that’s what’s clicked me into alert mode. Still, beggars can’t be choosers.
It’s really hard to ignore sensory input when you have ADHD. Irritating external stimuli – especially intrusive sound – makes it even harder than usual to concentrate. One thing I’ve found that helps me a lot is having neutral background noise playing through my (noise cancelling) headphones as I work. Here are my top tracks: …
I’m not meant to take the pill in the afternoon – it’s a morning activity, to avoid insomnia and such – but I’m not here because my ability to engage in delayed gratification is overdeveloped, put it that way.
The two-hour appointment is not as draining as I was expecting. I rather enjoy the opportunity to talk – largely uninterrupted and without a filter – about my life.
The artificial anger and despair that comes with drunkenness is a frightening phenomenon, and for me it was every bit as addictive as the giddy happiness. I’ve always liked to wallow.