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Rawr, A.D.D.
My mom's dragging me to a psychiatrist to get tested for A.D.D.
Probably rightfully so. The symptoms suit me far too well for it to just be a coincidence.
-Strong shows of emotion.
{I cried. In the middle of wind ensemble. For not being able to hit a note. And felt horribly stupid later.}
-Only paying attention to things one loves.
{Music, I'm rapt. Chem, math, even Latin sadly often, I'm totally lost. I'll zone out for five minutes at a time and then realize that we're taking notes.}
-Losing things.
{I haven't handed in my global or chem homework in months. Half of that is because I lose it...}
-Forgetfulness.
{...and the other half is because I totally forget I have assignments to begin with.}
-Seeming to be unmotivated.
{I procrastinate, but keep telling myself I'll get s**t done. My mom says I don't have any drive, but that's not true. The will's there, the actual actions just aren't happening. It's like my desire to act isn't transmitting from my brain to my body.}
-Daydreaming.
{Yeah.}
-Calling out in class.
{Hurr hurr...}
-Lack of organizational skills.
{Wanna see my backpack? Yeah, me neither.}
But yeah. They might end up medicating me. I don't know how I'll act on meds- I've never been on anything stronger than antibiotics for an ear infection. We'll see how it pans out.
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