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It’s really starting to hit me now. All those years I wasn’t lazy. I wasn’t deliberately obstructive. I wasn’t thoughtless. I wasn’t careless. I wasn’t a deliberate arsehole.

My neurology literally wouldn’t let me slow down, do stuff, talk quieter, not interrupt, not go from 0 to “temper tantrum” in 2 seconds, remember where I put the thing I was holding 1 second ago. Not want to end people for talking too slowly.

One pill fixes it all. One sodding pill.

51 years.

There’s more grieving to come here, I think. A lot more.

And no, everyone is NOT “a little bit ADHD”. You have no bloody idea.