I’m a believer too....
Sibling and parent (ROF ADHD) and I’m totally ADD.
Meds make a sane life possible.
Put me in the real but over diagnosed group.
Used to be called spoiled brats. Course, the way I grew up, children should be seen and not heard.
“YES MA’AM”
“NO MA’AM”
“YES SIR”
“NO SIR”
Our parents were not our friends. I still shudder at the thought of my granmothers switch. She could stripe a pair of legs in a jiffy.
We all need our crutches, I guess; my sister had an undiagnosed brain tumor for probably ten years; as it slowly grew, it manifested as migraine-like headaches and many trips to her personal physician.
In desperation and to rid himself of her, he finally sent her to have a brain scan that disclosed the tumor.
It was mostly removed almost 30 years ago and she has been on a cocktail of medicines for all this time.
Recently she had fainting spells, sudden drops in body temperature and now remains in a nursing home awaiting space in a convalescent facility even though she will never live independently again.
Her daughter nows handles all her affairs and finds her lucid at times and confused at others.
I grew up thinking she was mean and a bit nuts.