My brain, on Ritalin

It has now been about 3 months since I started ADHD medication. I feel conflicted about accepting the idea that “I need drugs to live my life”, to put it as bluntly as possible. It makes me feel defective, or like I gave up. But this feeling is tiny compared to my sense of gratitude. I truly don’t know how I made it this far without support.

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Took my first Ritalin, AMA

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My brain, not on drugs

As a child of the 90s, it’s a bit surreal to be taking Ritalin for the first time. Growing up, ADHD was kids bouncing off the walls, causing disruptions in class and having trouble with school. Ritalin was what they got in their daily trips to the nurse. This didn’t describe me.

However, as I came to understand the modern perspective of ADHD, I realized I pretty clearly have had it all along.

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