Adhd @ MindSay

Maybe that is the question?  Millions of Americans taking medications everyday!  From antibiotics, allergy meds, antidepressants, antipsychotic dugs, OTC drugs.....you name it. 

 

Ironically enough, I was against medication for years.  Except my multi-vitamin.  Then I started having panic attacks.  So my doctor gave me a script for Xanax.  I only took them when I had a panic attack.  That was over 10 years ago.  I haven't taken an antibiotic in over 6 years.  The last time I did, I was VERY Ill.  So I ask myself, how is it now I take all this medication everyday when I even refuse a simple antibiotic??? 

 

First, I think SSRI's and all antidepressants are overprescribed.  I think people are getting lazy and just don't want to deal with life.  When I got to that point, I went to a therapist for "spiritual guidance."  After 6 months of therapy, he formally diagnosed me with ADHD and OCD.  No big news flash as I was diagnosed as a little girl with ADD.  He sent me on to the Psychiatrist.  The man with the ink pen and pad.  My first script, Ritalin.  Ironically enough, I could not stay awake on Ritalin.  I slept non stop.  I daydreamed of naps.  One month later, he switched me to Adderall.  Watch out, I am getting shit done and you better step aside.    For once i my life, I felt accomplished.  I had completed more tasks in one week on this medication than I had in 28 years.  So why I am complaining?  Well, theres more.  There is always more to every story.  With the Adderall, I had a terrible time with what they refer to as a "rebound."  Coming off the Adderall.  I was irritable, panicky and couldn't sleep.  So he added on a sleeping pill.  Which did not work, so he switched the sleeping pill over and over.  Then added another benzo and sleeping pill.  Which worked...for a while.  I went from being a mess, to being so productive and accomplished to a somewhat different person who could get things done, but rarely slept or even socialized anymore.  I was a social butterfly.  But I couldn't exactly have a few drinks then go home and take my sleeping meds.

 

So there is the beginning........I have no clue where this will lead.  But my mind is in overdrive and this is my place to unload my thoughts and my issues.  And let me tell ya......... I've got issues.

Well as usual my day kinda turned like shit. At 9:00 am at school. Dylan is going out with this ugly ass girl.

James told her pretty much I was a lesbian and she's gunna say shit and i'm not gay. As much as Im for it i'm not part of it.

As soon as Cameron gets off of house arrest he's gunna give his drums to Bizzi and come over so we can rock out. Im happy that the band I always wanted to be in is here. SUPER!

 

Ive been having HORRIBLE mood swings. I swear I am bipolar. How should I find out? Hmmmm.... Dunno. then my sister was saying that she's pretty sure I have ADHD because I have a hard time concentrating and I'm hyper sometimes and when I am it gets out of hand and its weird. Not like me. my sanity just elft me uh oh.

 

Ive been wanting to write this FOREVER now. It's something I made up the other day I hope you like.

 

"Love is special

Love is kind

Love is something

You wont find."

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OK as all of you know I never post anything that is even the least bit political or controversial… yeah right!

OK for some time now I’ve been hearing pole-iticians of the Democratic persuasion, most notably that Muslim loving Nancy Polise, old cut-run & surrender Harry Reed, and that lying ass mother-fucking John Murtha, running off at the fricking mouth, and shouting shit like, “We Wont Be SWIFT-BOATED Again!”

You know… for what passes as leaders of this nation those mother-fuckers sure are ignorant Boo.

I mean come on now… don’t any of those pompous jack asses realize that to be “Swift-boated” means to be caught in a bold faced lie…, like that fricking idiot, John Kerry, was? 

Don’t those fricking idiots realize that the end result of being “Swift-boated” is having your lies made public… again like that fricking idiot, John Kerry’s lies were?

swiftboat
To bravely expose the lies and manipulations of a powerful person seeking to achieve self promotion based on a falsified personal history and thereby prevent the success of his or her deception.

I don’t guess that they do. Anyway, I found this *pointing down* and blognapped it for your reading pleasure.

It would seem that her thighness, Bitchary Clinton, is the latest casualty of swift-boating, and it was a fucking comedian, with no political ax to grind, who was traveling with her on that infamous day of bullet dodging that nailed her nasty lying ass… hum? I wonder if Sinbad is a Democrat… do any of you know Boo?  

HILLARY: SWIFTBOATED!

Wed Mar 26, 7:57 PM ET
Hillary is being "swiftboated"!

She claimed that she came under sniper fire when she visited in Bosnia in 1996, but was contradicted by videotape showing her sauntering off the plane and stopping on the tarmac to listen to a little girl read her a poem.

Similarly, John Kerry's claim to heroism in Vietnam was contradicted by 264 Swift Boat Veterans who served with him. His claim to having been on a secret mission to Cambodia for President Nixon on Christmas 1968 was contradicted not only by all of his commanders -- who said he would have been court-martialed if he had gone anywhere near Cambodia -- but also the simple fact that Nixon wasn't president on Christmas 1968.

In Hillary's defense, she probably deserves a Purple Heart about as much as Kerry did for his service in Vietnam.

Also, unlike Kerry, Hillary acknowledged her error, telling the Pittsburgh Tribune-Review: "I was sleep-deprived, and I misspoke." (What if she's sleep-deprived when she gets that call on the red phone at 3 a.m., imagines a Russian nuclear attack and responds with mutual assured destruction? Oops. "It proves I'm human.")

The reason no one claims Hillary is being "swiftboated" is that the definition of "swiftboating" is: "producing irrefutable evidence that a Democrat is lying." And for purposes of her race against matinee idol B. Hussein Obama, Hillary has become the media's honorary Republican.

In liberal-speak, only a Democrat can be swiftboated. Democrats are "swiftboated"; Republicans are "guilty." So as an honorary Republican, Hillary isn't being swiftboated; she's just lying.

Indeed, instead of attacking the people who produced a video of Hillary's uneventful landing in Bosnia, the mainstream media are the people who discovered that video.

I've always wondered how a Democrat would fare being treated like a Republican by the media. Now we know.

It's such fun watching liberals turn on the Clintons! The bitter infighting among Democrats is especially enjoyable after having to listen to Democrats hyperventilate for months about how delighted they were to have so many wonderful choices for president.

Now liberals just want to be rid of the Clintons -- which is as close to actual mainstream thinking as they've been in years. So the media suddenly notice when Hillary "misspeaks," while rushing to make absurd excuses for much greater outrages by her opponent.

Liberals are even using the Slick Willy defense when Obama is caught fraternizing with a racist loon. When Bill Clinton was exposed as a philandering, adulterous, pathological liar, his defenders said that everybody is a philandering, adulterous, pathological liar.

And now, when B. Hussein Obama is caught in a 20-year relationship with a raving racist, his defenders scream that everybody is a racist wack-job.

In the Obama speech on race that Chris Matthews deemed "worthy of Abraham Lincoln," B. Hussein Obama defended Wright's anti-American statements, saying:

"For the men and women of Rev. Wright's generation, the memories of humiliation and doubt and fear have not gone away; nor has the anger and the bitterness of those years. That anger may not get expressed in public, in front of white co-workers or white friends. But it does find voice in the barbershop or around the kitchen table."

So in the speech the media are telling us is on a par with the Gettysburg Address, B. Hussein Obama casually informed us that even blacks who seem to like white people actually hate our guts.

First of all: Watch out the next time you get your hair cut by a black barber over the age of 50.

Second, Rev. Wright's world wasn't segregated.

And third, what about Wright's wanton anti-Semitism? All the liberals (including essence-besplattered Chris Matthews) have accepted Obama's defense of Wright and want us to understand Wright's "legitimate" rage over his painful youth in segregated America.

But the anti-Semitic tone of Wright's sermons is as clear as his rage against the United States. Rev. Wright calls Israel a "dirty word" and a "racist country." He denounces Zionism and calls for divestment from Israel.

In addition to videos of Rev. Wright's sermons, Obama's church also offers for sale sermons by Nation of Islam leader Louis Farrakhan, whom Rev. Wright joined on a visit to Moammar Gadhafi in Libya in 1984. Just last year, Obama's church awarded Farrakhan the Dr. Jeremiah A. Wright Jr. Trumpeter Award, saying Farrakhan "truly epitomized greatness."

What, pray tell, is the legitimate source of Wright's anti-Semitism? I believe Brother Obama passed over that issue entirely in his "conversation," even as he made the obligatory bow to Israel's status as one of our "stalwart allies." Why does crazy "uncle" Wright dislike Jews?

Will liberals contend that these remarks were "taken out of context"? Maybe Wright's church was trying to say that Farrakhan isn't great when it said he "epitomized greatness." Who knows? We weren't there.
Can liberals please educate us on the "legitimate" impulses behind Rev. Wright's Jew-baiting?

OK, so now what? Well I’m hoping against hope that someone will come along who can swift-boat that chipmunk looking McCain…, and that fucking Muslim in Christian disguise Obama.

Alright, all of the material in this post is covered by some kind of ©. All of the stuff in the article is the property of the author and here’s a link *pointing down* to the original post.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ucac/20080326/cm_ucac/hillaryswiftboated;_ylt=AsPl17gB58r3DzLdgJUGw3AE1vAI

All of the stuff in murple is ©’d by me… but not to worry, if you want to copy any thing in this post I don’t mind Boo.

♥ Wendy

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I got this from my younger sister who also has Adult ADHD.


This is a typical day for a person with ADD.

I decide to water my garden.  As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.

As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on  the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash  the car.

I lay my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only 1 check left.

My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over.

The Coke is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water.
I put the Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.

So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

- The car isn't washed

- The bills aren't paid

- There is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter

- The flowers don't have enough water,

- There is still only 1 check in my check book,

- I can't find the remote,

- I can't find my glasses,

- And I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all damn day, and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.

Do me a favor.. Forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember who the hell I've sent it to.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you be thankful because it's usually how my day goes.