I found this posted on the ADHD_Drug Free Yahoo group http://health.groups.yahoo.com/group/ADHD_DrugFree/
I want you to know what it's like to be me.
My brain runs like a washing machine powered by a Ferrari engine. It
runs all the time and it runs fast, churning and tumbling ideas like
shirts and pants and socks mixed together.
I can be talking to you and having another conversation running inside
my head. I can be in class listening to the teacher, but be fully
engaged in a daydream inventing something with my LEGOS.
You know how I sometimes repeat questions? It's not that I didn't hear
your answer. It's just that in the second between the time I asked and
you responded, I went somewhere interesting in my mind. And I didn't
pay attention to what you said.
Sometimes I have so many thoughts swimming inside my head that I just
blurt things out because I'm afraid I will forget them.
I know you say I'm really bright, but it's hard not to feel stupid
when the teacher is always getting on me. I want to do well in school.
But when the teacher drones on and doesn't engage my imagination,
either my mind shuts down to sleep mode or I tune her out and go to
better places that keep me stimulated. It's nothing personal.
I kind of like all this energy inside my head because I can keep
myself engaged and entertained in there by myself. But other times I
feel scattered.
That's why I like routine in other parts of life. It's why I end up
wearing or eating the same things. It's why I sometimes freak out
when plans change or things aren't just so. Little things throw me off.
You think I'm sad because I don't have lots of friends. But that's by
choice, because I'm pretty content inside.
I like who I am, but it's tough when no one else seems to. Why does
everyone want to change who I am? You give me medication to make me a
different person, a person I don't care to be. I'm not unhappy with
myself I'm uneasy because since I can remember, everyone around me has
been so negative and tried to fix what they think is wrong with me.
I know that I'm different than other kids. And sometimes that confuses
me and makes me feel lonely. But I don't want to be like them. I just
want to be appreciated and liked exactly they way I am.
You want me to talk more, but you just psychoanalyze me. Besides, it's
difficult to express my thoughts and feelings verballythey just get
jumbled up. I'd rather express them in my drawings and inventions. I
feel things deeply. I hurt with the kids who get left out, and one day
I'm going to help those kids. I know how it feels.
I know you get concerned because I stay up late at night and don't
sleep much. But I like it when it's quiet. I can hear my thoughts
better. And my world is peaceful then.
Mom and Dad, don't worry about me. I may not do great in school or be
the most popular kid, but I'm content inside. I like the way my brain
works, I like my energy. If everyone would stop trying to fix me, I'd
be okay.
Let me focus on the things I love doing. Drawing. Building. Inventing.
Stop trying to make me be like everyone else. Just work with me, okay,
not against me. I like who I am. Why can't you?