Stamps, stamps, stamps… Where did I put my stamps?
I needed to mail a letter to the Las Vegas Metro department. I had received a ticket for parking in a parking lot – I had a pass, but still got the ticket. So, I sent in a letter stating that. It never got a response. Probably because I waited a month to do it. Instead, I received another ticket with a $50 additional charge.
Okay then – looks like we’re just paying this now so we don’t get arrested or something. But, I wanted to include the original note with the evidence of the pass. So, I did so.
Now, where are my stamps? I bought a book last month and put them somewhere. That was $12 wasn’t it?
So, let’s figure out what money I am out, at the moment:
- A $75 parking ticket (probably because I was supposed to like sign my parking pass or something)
- A $50 fee (because I am sure I didn’t do something write when I sent in my evidence)
- And, now $12 in stamps
Does this sound familiar to you? It should if you have ADHD. What is ADHD?
Children, children, children – the page this came from focuses on ADHD in Children.
But what about adults? I can tell you a bit about the conversation I have had with several psychiatrists and ADHD specialists:
How it started
I was told by several non clinicians that I could have ADHD.
So, I saw some specialists. Their answers:
“You can’t have ADHD. You’re a PhD. You’re massively depressed and anxious.”
“Here, take this 10 question quiz on mania…. now take these pills.”
“Do you get angry when you’re in traffic?”
How it Continued
I took pills that had zero effect on my functionality and productiveness. I saw several therapists discussing my anxiety and depression.
Those pills effected my body in some terrible ways. So, one weekend, I flushed them down the toilet and decided not to see anyone professional regarding my complete lack of focus.
Like a true ADHD adult, I kept forgetting to set new appointments, cried a ton, and struggled
How it’s Going
I found a new psychiatrist who gave me a great ADHD pill- I could take it with my heart condition and it worked! His diagnosis:
“Of course you have ADHD. You’re a genius right? I see that in your tests… But, can you stop and tie your shoes? Pay your bills on time?”
I was beside myself. Perfect diagnosis. I took the pills. But, again, my body rebelled. After a few months, I decided it wasn’t worth the bloating and other side effects and stopped taking them.
A year later, I went back to the idea of reviewing meds and called my doctor. Of course, my new insurance isn’t accepted.
I have a new psychiatrist’s referral in hand and have yet to call them, this month. I still sit on my phone for hours a day and have a hard time studying, writing, tying my shoes, and paying my bills.
Bottom Line: ADHD is expensive, time consuming and one of the worst things you can deal with. Crying and not knowing why is usually a symptom of depression. Imagine being HAPPY and crying? If you resonate with this, come to me and let’s talk
How it Ended
While writing this blog, I took several breaks to clean my office. I found those stamps, along with a piece of jewelry I couldn’t find for months and bills I needed to pay.