Hello everyone! My name is Shannon Hawthorne.... I just got married about 2 weeks ago. I found out I had ADD when I was 19.... It sort of helped explain a lot of things about myself, but I still have sooo many issues... but who doesn't right? I feel constantly overwhelmed lately. I am actually working towards my Master's Degree in Special Education... I start new classes tomorrow. I have a 5 year old son and we are always sooo busy. I guess I just need a good long break.
Of course, my husband Rob and I just took a week's vacation for our honeymoon, but since we got back and at least 3 or 4 months before that we just keep going and going and going... kind of like the energizer bunny. I ran out of my concerta the day before our wedding... I got the script, but forgot to fill it. When we came home from the honeymoon I couldn't find the damn thing... so the whole situation really stunk because I was sooooo unmotivated to do anything and everything was disorganized. I knew I needed my meds.... I tried to look everywhere, but I couldn't find it. SOOOO finally on Friday I decided to call the doctor and tell him that I needed a new script, and guess what????? Not more than an hour after I finally called, my fiance, (I mean my husband) found it.... It took me 'til Saturday evening to finally turn it in to the pharmacy.... I picked it up this morning and now I can't sleep (damn side effects).
That is why ADD people like me should never wait until the day before their wedding to fill their perscriptions. The hardest part of all of this chaos is people either think it's funny or cute when things like this happen to me.... sometimes they worry, but a lot of them think I'm freaky... they think I am a basket case... (family included); but for me it's this never-ending, annoying agony that is a permanent part of my mind that makes me feel like I must be insane. I even have a shirt that says, "I'm not crazy, but the voices in my head are driving me nuts." It fits me to a T... even my mom said so.
So all that stuff coupled with the pressure of trying to find a job... starting my first job internship (we have to do two)..... t-ball practice... a messy house... a messy mind.... and very little sleep (wait? That stuff isn't just coupled; it's hexdripaled) I thought I would read up a little on my disorder.... that is why I am here at 3:00 A.M. (really 2:30, but 3 AM reminds me of that Matchbox 20 song) venting to all of you people who hopefully can at least slightly relate to my chaos.
Thank you ALL... Shannon