Interviewing others, or just myself could even compare to a big chunk of a 34 ounce sirloin hand cut steak that's as frozen as my concentration.
Did I really just describe myself like that? Yeah in fact it would be easier to interview someone else than myself, choosing someone else to interview would require more concentration.
What if I wanted to concentrate on concentrating by using my life long ADHD cure, surly it would be the one I dreamed about.
Having ADHD isn't clear enough, learning and accepting help from others is the best way to improve.
Working with professors, knowing what I do best, and as well as learning from my mistakes will all teach me how to cope with it.
Taking advantage of all the opportunities to become a smarter critical thinker has already allowed me myself to think outside of the box.
How do I even start this profile, there is an endless chain of arguing going on; you got mom and sister in the kitchen playing with the dogs? I don't want to twitch out, but it's irritating me that I can't think about how to explain myself.
Everyone I know has been here for me, pushing me in different directions that will all one day bring me to one simple direction.
It's easy when you start thinking about something or many things, but how will I just think about that one thing that I'm assigning myself to do? Honestly it's not all that easy, grasping the touch or even better, the feeling of what it may just once be.
"Breath after breath and then I'm looking ahead down the road, alert of all the cars around me, and am less worried about all the others driving by.
" Looking ahead asking myself where am I going, why I'm going, and how I'm still going are the elements binding together.
What is this writer saying? Does he know what he's talking about? To answer both in a short concise thought, Well I'm here, I'm listening, and don't want to lose touch.
How and when did I just articulate that? And what does that mean to others? Articulation from me means allot to others, it show's my potential.
Taking my selected thoughts from my head, knowing why I'm embedding it into my profile, counts as one of the many increments needed for my ADHD remissions.
Asking myself questions, and only thinking of the correct answer is not ADHD.
Even listening to the guest speaker, which just means I have to listen and be able to comprehend everything she or he just said.
I'm sure a guest speaker or even anyone in this case will not want have to repeat each sentence to me until I actually listened.
But really what does ADHD truly mean to me, and how does it corrupt me, do you know? Kind of sort of, I thought ADHD meant I just didn't give two jabs about learning new things or maybe even listening to my ecosystem going off in my head.
If I was to think about myself sitting in class during a lecture, ill listen and then all of the sudden be gone; the same goes for note taking.
Class is a sanctuary, there being prone to inattentiveness, I know the professor is talking; but how about them birds chirping outside.
Oh big whoop I have ADHD, have I ever kept thinking about listening rather than actually just staring at you? Not yet.
Eye contact is a distraction, yet it still wakes me up for a couple of seconds.
Sudden movements, twitches that turn into itching at nothing, and even more that will push over that one domino that causes all the others to fall over.
What causes me to drift off into a whole other spectrum of light? The best answer and most backed up one by my knowledge of knowing and staying with it would be plainly not paying attention, and forgetting to eliminate all the other bastard thoughts that know how to walk all over me.
That's all that I can describe the effect that ADHD has on me.
Being wrong is an option, but not something that should be thought as my own way of being right.
Thinking I'm right when I'm wrong is not right.
Now I do also understand that I can't argue over the wrong when there is a right.
Being wrong will better help me understand how I can be right, it's more of an interest than a want.
Sitting in my desk wandering off isn't wrong, but it also has nothing to do with school.
How can I sit in my desk and be right? Well, in order to be right I have to know what in the fluff is actually transpiring while I actually sit there in class during a lecture.
I need more help from others and more help from myself.
What does that mean? This means understanding what is being said and what the said actually is supposed to mean.
I know everyone else would say keep going, what else is there that will help fix this perpendicular horizontal y, x, axis equals bunny equation in my head.
Most of my thoughts don't have meaning, and that's the cause of ten more unnecessary arguments spewing off in my imagination.
When I can perform, listen, and even concentrate on concentrating on listening to the professor, or even me means I'm moving forward.
I have myself under the palms of my hands, hello open mind.