Narrative: Living With Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder

Later at times throughout the night, I would hear my mother’s soft weeping through the thin, adjacent bedroom

My parents try again and again to explain this disorder but it just goes through one ear and out the other. All I could think of was life wasn’t fair and you got the short end of the stick. In my frustration, a revelation happened years later when I had finally read a book called “The Fault in Our Stars”. The disorder is not what defines me. I took my frustration and confusion and turned it into my strength and direction.

The use of ADHD medicine in our society has taken an alarming rise in the recent years. This rise appears to be continuing in the upcoming years. According to Rose: “The New York Times looks at a new report that finds a steep rise in young adults taking medicine for ADHD. The number of people twenty- six to thirty-four years old receiving drugs for the disorder doubled to six hundred and forty thousand between 2008 and 2012” (Charlie Rose).

Attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) is a common childhood disorder, impacting about 5% of children worldwide (Prasad et al., 2013). Typically children diagnosed with ADHD display symptoms such as hyperactivity, impulsivity, and inattention. These characteristics usually lend themselves to challenges in school and academic achievement. Children with ADHD are more likely to underachieve in school, to complete less work and receive lower grades (Prasad et al., 2013). With such an impact on educational achievement, it is important to find the most effective and beneficial interventions to aid students.

Mama thinks I’m crazy and she kicked me out. My vicious thoughts towards my father grew over time. Now I know it sounds weird to go to college for nursing and have vicious thoughts, but ever since I was a little kid, I didn’t want toddlers or babies to have to live through the thought of monsters hurting things you love. Age 22 I had lost my thoughts back when I was a sophomore in college.

The last theory of the psychodynamic field (Mahler, 1972), refers to fear of abandonment as the central factor in borderline psychopathology. In this case, the mother seems to get overly-involved in child’s natural autonomous attempts to discover the world by withdrawing emotionally when the child acts in an independent manner (phase of separation-individuation), which causes dysphoria and abandonment panic when later the adult faces a seemingly unsolvable

When I first discovered that I had ADHD I absolutely hated it because I realized I was different from everyone else. I saw it as a weakness that was holding me back from achieving my dreams. Since I have come to learn to accept it, I now know how to make use of it and use it to my advantage. As I’ve grown up I know see I have the strength within myself to overcome this. I love how I take interest in things some people generally don’t find interesting.

Throughout this stage and age I have been told time and time again that I was the worst child to deal with out of all my siblings. Since I was very hyper active going up they saw more indictors of ADHD so they ended up putting me on medication. I would refuse to take this medication mainly because pills freaked me out. When I refused to take the pill they gave me something else to try that was almost like a power substance to mix with my food so I didn’t have to take the pill, I would still refuse to take it. This was also around the time that my parents were separating and my dad moved out of the house, leaving my mom to be a single parent.

I was fortunate to establish excellent support networks that supported me through the early years. Many people do not have the same outcomes. Even though we have come very far from the days of my grandfather committing suicide in isolation, never knowing he was ill, much work still needs to be done to assist individuals who cannot find appropriate care. Understanding my illnesses and learning how to lead a productive life has taken much effort. However, though my recovery I have been bestowed gifts that make life beautiful, and I feel blessed every day.

ADHD is a mental condition that causes children to have a hard time paying attention. It can cause problems in school and around everyday life. Although it is nothing dangerous, it should be treated. Treatment can include therapy or pills but, are pills too dangerous? Even though ADHD medication helps children pay attention, it should be given as a last resort because they can affect emotions, harm health and could be given for the wrong reason.

My family was not wealthy, but was not poor either. I had participated in many sports growing up including; basketball, football, and track. Everything in my life was fine. Nobody would 've predicted that I would have such severe mental issues as an adult. I never would 've guessed this could happen to me.

Ok so i typed this up last night on my computer but its my life story as good as i can remember and tell. I grew up never having money or much of anything my dad worked all day everyday to make sure the bills were paid and there was food on the table. my mom also worked late hours to help so it was essientally just me and my brother which caused me to grow up at a young age. Around the age of 5 or 6 they took me to the doctor becuase i would always raise hell and they were told i had an agressive case of ADHD.

Fixing the Disorders in Life: Death Disorder can be experiences by numerous people in numerous ways—vicious or innocuous—but I experienced disorder in the most fatal way: the death of a parent. Disorder, to me, is when an event changes the way you live and view your life; while in the process of change, turmoil persists. On July 1st, 2010, my mother, spending hours outside, received the most appalling phone call. Not thinking anything of it, I stayed in my room chatting with a friend on my new Facebook account; however, I knew subconsciously that something in the atmosphere was off. When my mother reluctantly walked into my room, I knew what she would say without any context: my father had passed away.

I caught myself getting furious at even nominal things. I thought a lot about how I was going to survive without her being here. I thought I was moving on, until one day someone asked me, “ If you had one wish what would it be?” and the first thing I thought was to spend that one wish on my mother.

Living With Ade I fought back I kicked him and he threw me on the floor, laughing as he walked away. He left me on the floor crying, in the background I could here my mom yelling my name, but I stayed on the floor crying. My face was wet with tears, as I stood up it felt as if the walls were closing in on me so I start running. Up the stairs and around the corner then... October 11, 2002 Ade was born (my older brother).