It was one of my stupidest ideas to date to, “accidentally”, not sort out my medication before I went to Brazil and have to, “figure something out”, for my last 2 weeks there. My life and my mental health were the best they had ever been, I felt completely in control of my actions, and I felt at relative peace. Why oh why then did my irritatingly morbid curiosity decide to mess with this? I remember saying to some friends that I met in Sao Paulo that when I went back to Barcelona I would be mental for a while. I knew deep down what this would do to me, yet decided to do it anyway - just as some sort of brain experiment?
This post discusses the ridiculous fear of failure and the pressure to constantly achieve. It also speaks a about the struggles living with ADHD
Life has been absolute chaos, danger, destruction, and impulsivity due to my medication having not yet taken full effect again.
I spent a large proportion of my childhood in Irish pubs in the UK and Ireland, and so spent a lot of time speaking to drunk, but sometimes very wise, adults. As a curious young child I would sit there quizzing them about their lives - where they´d been, what they had done, why they... Continue Reading →
I was born as a "gifted and talented" child with a very high IQ, and at age 5 I was diagnosed with ADHD, which was untreated and un-managed, due to the fear of medication, until 2017. My childhood was utter chaos and like roughly 75% of people with ADHD I was instantly addicted to alcohol, drugs, and everything I ever came across.