Folks, this is it.
After more than six months on Wellbutrin, being the unfocused mess I’ve always been, and being treated like a criminal and/or child by the most condescending, inconsiderate psychiatrist I’ve ever had the displeasure of seeing, I decided to say fuck it and find another professional.
For six months, I’ve been made to wait by my health insurance provider for an ADHD test that never came. I’m on a mysterious waiting list that moves forward at a pace that is known only to the Nether Gods and in all likelihood I’ll never get to do this test anyways. All of this because apparently a psychiatrist does not have the authority to say “hey, I think you have ADHD, let’s try a first-line treatment and see if it works for you.” Silly me, thinking a psychiatrist would be able to diagnose a psychiatric disorder.
Well, my new psychiatrist decided to try a new approach: I’ve been on Lithium before, because a GP thought I might be bipolar. It didn’t work, because… I’m not bipolar. So let’s try ADHD medicine and if it works, then, well… in all likelihood, I truly do have ADHD.
Folks, it seems I do have ADHD. Vyvanse (actually Lisvenx, same medication, different name) works a treat. A goddamn treat, I say.
Yesterday felt like the first day of the rest of my life. Cheesy cliché, I know, but holy fucking shit it feels like an entirely new world has been opened to me. I taught five lessons without feeling like I was going to fall asleep for even a single moment. My mind is focused, and my internal monologue is only one audio track instead of four.
I have energy, I don’t feel my eyes trying to shut on their own. I can simply get up and fucking do things. Easy things are easy to do. Difficult things are difficult to do for the correct reasons. I defeated the Fromsoft ADHD field boss: I folded all my laundry and put it away.
How did I spend more than 30 years of my life not feeling like this? How many opportunities did I lose, how many things did I abandon because I felt like I wasn’t capable of doing them, not because of my lack of competence, but rather because there was an invisible wall of inability between me and even the simplest task? I now realize how much of a fucking legit disability ADHD is.
This is only my second day on this medication so I’m afraid that things might not always be like this from now on. I’m afraid that this effect may only be an initial honeymoon phase and I’ll eventually go back to how I was before. If that ever does happen, though, I’ll know that that disorganized mess of a human being is not all that I can be.
I can be better. There is hope.
This has been a life-changing experience for sure, and I hope that every single person who needs ADHD medication does get the opportunity to at least try it once, if only to realize that a better life is, in fact, possible.
That’s so infuriating. I’ve seen this attitude from doctors to my wife to dismiss her actual physical pain when she told them she had CPTSD. I have no clue why, but it’s a thing and if it’s not the CPTSD that gets blamed it’s her being fat.
CW for misogyny and ableism
Worse even she used to tell them (truthfully) that she doesn’t experience pain as strongly as others so if somethings painful for her its agonizing for others, so I think she got put in the “dramatizes” category. One doctor did some weird stuff on her neck to “unblock” a passage to her ear then sent us home because she had tremendous ear pain in the middle of the night. Like yeah dude we came here at 11:30pm with some mild ear pain because this is how we enjoy spending our friday nights. I didn’t want to talk for her but I should have. We had to turn around on our way home to go to the emergency room it got so bad and turns out she had pretty bad ear infection. Her eardrum was close to rupturing. I could see that fuckers facial expressions relax when she told him she had CPTSD too, like “oh yeah right, makes sense now”.
So I went with her to a lot appointments to back her up. Sometimes simply a man being there already made them take it more seriously. I’m very very glad we found an array of doctors who take her seriously on her own and don’t need me to glare at them in order to actually do something, but it helped when needed. It only took one, her gynie I think, she knew what was happening there and recommended some other doctors for other things, who in turn could recommend others and there’s like a network of “good” doctors who legit seek each other out so that they can help more effectively together. I’m hoping you find such a doctor who can ask around their network.
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