The Tales of The ADHD Wolf.

  Though I post my blogs back-to-back most times, I do not write them that way. Yes, I have a tendency to put everything off till the last minute, and yes, I quite often find myself sitting in front of my computer for hours on Sunday trying to complete all the things I have put off all week. That being said, let's get back to why I am actually writing this, before I go off on a tangent about ADHD and procrastination. That will come in a future blog, just not now. This blog is about the stresses I have had to face lately and how it has affected my ADHD. If you read the blog, I posted previous to this one you will understand some of what I have been dealing with and why I am writing this one. While I will not elaborate further on the details of my past and why they cause me such anguish to have to re-live them, I will tell you that my life to this point seems as if it has been one battle after another, with little to no rest in between. The stresses of my childhood combined with thos

  What do you do when your life decides to throw you such a curve that your ADHD goes spiraling completely out of control?  That's the question I found myself faced with this last week and I'm going to be honest, I don't have the answer. To give a little background on how this all came to pass, I'll take you back to this Tuesday 11/2/2021.  What was supposed to be a routine visit for an intake to see a counselor and get them to confirm to my new doctor that I do in fact have ADHD, turned into a trip down the rabbit hole that is my past. As all counselors do, this one wanted to "know more about me to better assess the kind of help I need" which turned into a 2-hour long conversation with 3 different people, including a crisis counselor, all wanting to go digging into the past that I have long since tried to bury. It brought forth the demons and monster I once thought slain, all roaring back to life like something out of a horror movie!  Needless to say, these e