Oh goodie! Let’s talk about depression!
Depression is a cunning enemy and a deceitful friend. It pretends to want a cure, but smacks me down the minute I feel a rush of optimism
Family emergencies? ADDiva goes into overdrive
I was once told by a dear friend that grief sends ADHD into overdrive; now I have proof of that. I walked around in a daze, forgetting my own name, bumping into furniture and feeling that someone had transported me to San Francisco on a foggy morning.
Do you have “control issues?”
When something happens “out there,” I don’t trust my natural instincts for a response. My natural instincts have gotten me in a lot of trouble over the years. I’ve flashed back in anger. I’ve clouded up in pain. I’ve been a little too honest. The reaction from the “other side” to my honest reaction has been, shall we say, less than positive.
Depression delights
It was actually a miracle/stroke of genius/blessing that I stopped taking my Adderall because it peeled back the covers to reveal a more basic issue that I probably wouldn’t have noticed otherwise. When Dr. Ware told me that depression actually causes cell death in the brain (which is repairable, thank goodness) I suddenly understood why I’ve been struggling with even basic tasks (but embarrassed to admit it).