2.21.2014

Mental Health Awareness Part II: I Was Undiagnosed for 22 Years

How My ADD Went Undetected for 22 Years


After reading my last post, you might wonder how someone who had obvious signs of ADD went undiagnosed until college.

The truth is that I was clever at working around my disorder because I knew I learned differently than my peers. I had come up with solutions to help myself learn materials.


How I Worked Around My Disorder


• In college, when I needed to read large amounts of text in a short period of time, I would buy my textbooks in a PDF format and have the PDF program read the text to me.

• Whenever I was forced to used a physical book, I used highlighters or pen to mark which sections I had read to avoid reading the same paragraphs over and over again.

• I also took extensive notes and kept notebooks for each subject

• I used sticky notes for quick thoughts and ideas instead of stopping and taking a break during studying sessions. Doing this allowed my mind wander without losing track of what I was doing.

• I made lists for what I needed to accomplish daily, weekly, and monthly and had a friend or family member make sure I followed through.

• I asked for help with remembering dates when needed.

To many people this may seem like a great way of being an organized college student, but for me, it was a mechanism to combat my forgetfulness. It was the only way I could succeed in academia. When I didn’t follow even one step, I would spiral and began failing the course.

I am also an autodidact, a person who is self-taught. I found that traditional school didn’t teach to the style that helped me learn best. I frequently needed to come home and study entire lessons on my own because lecture and verbal repetition didn’t help me retain any information. It was as if I had not even attended class.

When I figured out how I learned best, which is kinesthetically (by using my hands and using my body to remember information), I would reteach myself using the textbook and incorporating real-life situations for comparison.

For instance, if I needed to write a paper on education, I would physically go and interview students and educators I knew, instead of reading and reciting text. If I could go into the field and find the information, it was much easier to find it online and satisfy my educator’s requirements.

I think the reason I went undiagnosed for so long was also because my quirks were never taken seriously. I was classified as an underachieving gifted person, a wasted potential, and a lazy person. People write you off for that and once you have that recorded on paper, it is difficult to escape the stigma.


Adult ADD Symptoms Can Mimic Other Disorders


I was also misdiagnosed with multiple disorders because of the tragedies in my life and that hid the true diagnoses of Dysthymia (long-term depression) and Adult ADD.

Depression can mimic many symptoms of Adult ADD, like inability to concentrate and perform in everyday life. Being depressed consistently since I was 12, which is when my father died, my ADD was masked by the cloak of depression.


I Decided to Remain Unmedicated


After being properly diagnosed, I was offered the option to take medication in addition to weekly therapy to help cope with both disorders. I didn’t want to take a medication. As a breastfeeding mother who had been non-medicated since 2007, I decided to continue coping with both my Dysthymia and Adult ADD without the use of medication.

After years of seeing commercials about injuries and deaths from the side effects of medications previously marketed to be safe, I decided that the side effects I could experience were worse than the state of both disorders.

People who watched me struggle over the years with my disorders questioned my judgment after I declined medication, but I know that if I take a medication that could possibly make me suicidal or more depressed, my son would be worse off. I can’t risk that. As someone who is stable ninety percent of the time, I think that I will just deal with that ten percent when it comes around.


 Pros



I’m not a foolish person. I did consider the benefits to taking medication.

• I would be able to function more efficiently in everyday life, as a parent, and as a student

• I would feel more energized and upbeat

• I would be able to concentrate


These are all great reasons to become medicated.

However, in my case, the negatives outweighed the positives.



Cons



• I could no longer breastfeed my son, who thrived as a preemie because I breastfed him.

• I might suffer adverse effects from the medications:

o My depression could worsen

o I could become suicidal and try to harm myself

o I could suffer an allergic reaction from the ingredients

• I would be dependent on medication for my happiness

The risk of being suicidal is the main reason why I chose not to be medicated. I have experienced that side effect in the past and now that I’m a parent, I refuse to put any chemical into my body that would cause that reaction.

Having been stable for years, occasional therapy sessions, when I’m overwhelmed, are what I believe will work best for me.


In the next, and final post of my Mental Health Awareness series, I'm going to list a lot of resources I found helpful.

Please come back for the Mental Health Awareness Part III post next week. If you missed part one, you can find the link here.

As always, I am not claiming to be a Mental Health Professional. I am a person who has experienced Mental Health Issues first hand and wanted to share my experience. Please tell someone you trust if you are experiencing instability and feel you cannot handle it alone.



Until Next Time Friends,

♥ Domonique ♥ 

2.20.2014

Behind The Scenes

I wish I could say I have everything under control working from home, but this is what a typical night looks like for Eli and I.

Behind The Scenes

I wish I could say I have everything under control working from home, but this is what a typical night looks like for Eli and I.

2.17.2014

Mental Health Awareness Part 1: What Life is like Living With ADD

This post is part one in a series of posts chronicling my struggle with Adult ADD. I wrote this post and the ones following this from my personal experience and I offer no apologies for my honesty.

This is also a safe place for me to write about my experiences and if you threaten that safety, I will deal with you in whatever way is appropriate for the situation.

This post is lengthy, so if you do not like that kind of post, you should stop now.

2.10.2014

Writing for Myself:

Hey There,

Today I want to write about why I started this blog a little over a year ago and how I managed to lose myself on my journey to become a successful blogger.

If you aren't a fan of longer posts, you may want to check out some of my other entries.



For those of you who continued on, here is your post for today:

Last January I was struggling with being a Stay-At-Home-Mom with very little monthly income. After applying for my 100th job since August 2011, I decide that I needed to find a way to make money from home. The first year of Eli's life included Physical Therapy, being chronically sick, and doctor appointments, which didn't leave time for me to work full or part-time. The fact I was terminated in December 2013 after attempting to work full-time because Eli had an Asthma attack, proved my suspicions were correct.

I started blogging when I was at least sixteen, starting with Xanga and MySpace, and then Blogger in 2009. Before blogging, I kept a poetry site, which I still update yearly, and an audio diary on my PC. Self expression has always flowed through my veins.

I turned back to blogging in 2013 because it seemed like a great way to fight the stress of parenting a preemie, long-term unemployment, being a college student, and daily life. After reading some very successful blogs for a few years, I figured, I could eventually monetize my blog and be able earn enough to stay home with my son. Working from home is the ultimate goal for me so I can continue to Homeschool Eli.


Fast-forward to June 2013:

During the summer, my posts gained a lot more attention compared to the rest of the year. I took notice of this immediately. I blogged more often and consistently, which I think helped my reader base increase. This gave me the idea to incorporate more content based on what readers viewed the most, which in itself is not a bad idea, but I stopped posting about the things that mattered to me. My head swelled with thoughts of financial stability in a time in my life when my monthly income was barely enough to last a a week after paying bills.

I lost the voice and style of my blog trying to be someone I'm not because I was so eager to get more recognition and readers.


Over the past few months, I feel like my content quality has declined a lot and my lack of readers confirm that. Just when I thought that going back to my old content would be impossible, I began watching YouTube videos about being true to yourself, loving yourself, and being confident in who you are and what you're doing in life. This started me off on journey to remember who I was before I became obsessed with being someone else's idea of success.

This weekend, I read a post on the BlogHer Network titled, "Why Blog? To Find Your Own Truth." and the author, Hallie Sawyer, wrote just what I needed to hear that the time. She, too, had a crisis in blogging, and was getting back to her roots. I read the article and bookmarked it for later, so I could read it again whenever I feel like I'm losing my way. Reading this really helped me to put this situation in perspective.

Ultimately, I've decided to go back to my blogging roots and write for myself. I can only hope that everyone who reads this blog and especially those who know me in real life, will appreciate my authenticity and style, and respect me for my decision to remain true to myself.

While I do want to fit in with the more successful blogging crowd, I think that if that success comes at the price of sacrificing a sacred space where I come to vent and find peace, I would rather be loved and appreciated by a smaller group of people.

Thank you so much for reading this post.


Until next time friends,

♥ The REAL Domonique ♥