Oh yeah. Well, I've decided to share in the joy that is salvation. Seriously, I felt like someone who's found God must have felt, at least some fraction of it. I felt healed or on the process of healing, loved, warm and of that mushy crap "tough cynics" like me shy away from because talking about it sincerely makes us uncomfortable.

ADHD.

That's right. That's why I kept feeling like I was burning out or digging myself deeper and deeper into holes even though I never touched drugs, and I am the posterchild for anti-underage drinking and I never skip class, etc. etc. That's why I decided to go into English instead of trying my luck at a more competitive program, though it wouldn't actually be luck. I knew I wouldn't be able to do it. I thought it was lack of commitment. I thought I was just a failure as a person, a soulless drone who couldn't find a lick of motivation anywhere she looked.

Nope, it was ADHD.

Yeah, I know, all you skeptics out there. How does that solve everything? Well, it doesn't. It's just an explanation and it makes A LOT of sense. It really does.

Anyway. If I have ADHD, and I'm almost certain I do, then I will have a plan of action to get my life together and live blissfully in this world of rainbows and unicorns and happy-go-lucky pig-tailed children skipping on brick roads. No, of course that's not what'll happen. If it ever rained, there'd be broken children littering the streets and the volunteers who clear the highways and stuff would never get their job done.

No, our urban planners have more foresight than that, I think.

http://helpguide.org/mental/adhd_add_adult_symptoms.htm