…It’s the punchline of so many jokes…
…A lame excuse for misbehavior, goof-ups or absent-minded moments…
…It’s rarely taken seriously, unless it’s your child and he’s out of control…
…It’s considered a weakness. I, myself have scoffed at it. Maybe you have too.
I’ve used it often – as a punchline. So have other comedians I know.
I’ve often said that if it had been around when I was a kid, I’m sure I would have been diagnosed with it. But then – it seems everyone has it – so stop making excuses!
Attention Deficit Disorder. A.D.D.
I have been floundering seemingly directionless for the past three years. Three years ago I lost all the structure to my life. I had thrived in a creative job that was rigidly and intimately tied to a clock – the clock dictated what would or would not be accomplished. Those three hours (exactly) were followed by standard duties that were routine, and yet, let me get creative within that routine…the perfect scenario for someone like me.
I just didn’t know how much structure played into my success – until I lost the structure. And I seem to wander from incomplete task to incomplete task.
Ah – it’s just my A.D.D.… (rimshot) … but seriously.
I recently made a new friend at one of the twice-monthly men’s breakfasts I attend. And other than being an enthusiastic, energetic, man of great faith – I knew little about him. So I visited his office last week – and I was taken aback.
His meeting table was askew with papers seemingly having no organization to them. All around the room were dry-marker whiteboards on easels, with all kinds of notes on them in multi-colored ink. It was a sort of “information fort.” Added to all that – visual artifacts, each with significant meaning behind it… and I quickly realized I was in the presence of a kindred spirit.
I had to know. “You must be a visual learner.” I surmised. It was more than that. He has ADD. And we began comparing notes on how we receive and process information. Oh my. Then he showed me his little pill bottle…. Low dose Ritalin.
Mind you – he’s not twelve. He’s a war veteran, and was a high ranking executive in a major church organization for many years. He’s not lazy, incompetent or crazy. He’s got it under control.
I don’t. Can you relate?
He recommended a book, which should arrive on our doorstep today. I couldn’t wait that long. I started googling the topic. I found an article by the same author with tips on how to manage adult ADD. The first page is an overview about Hope. Because Hope is the one thing that most needs to be rebuilt.
Boy, don’t I know it. This is the first ray of hope I’ve had in a while – that I can re-organize my life and become productive again.
I have talents and abilities – I have so much to offer – but right now they’re all playing a lively game of dodgeball in my brain.
Does all this sound familiar to you? I can’t wait to do something about it.
A.D.D. – the great punchline… But for right now, until I get it under control… it’s not very funny.