
Over the last year, many people have suggested that I see a psychiatrist and to check out if I have Attention Deficit/Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD).
My first reaction was, "WHY?"
I didn't question whether or not I
had ADHD; my knowledge was limited, but the few things they told me about ADHD sounded like me. No, the
WHY was more of, "How could it possibly help me to get diagnosed?"
My guess was that even with a diagnosis, I would still have a problem with clutter, disorganization and mess; I would still feel an urge to interrupt people and to finish their sentences; I would still...
So, why would it be in my interest to get diagnosed rather than simply addressing what seemed to be obvious challenges?
A Little ResearchJust before Christmas, I decided to look more into ADHD. My first reaction to the information I found was a sense of confirmation; my second was grief.
I realized how much I have identified with
being a messy person and how many self-judgments I've held. (Yes, Benevolent Warrior, even a Mentor certified at the Option Institute
TM can still hold self-judgments; just not while facilitating a dialogue.)

I realized how good it would feel to tell my friends and family that my habitual messiness came from
not knowing how to be neat and from becoming extremely tired every time I looked at the clutter.
Imagine if, in preparing for her marathon, Iris' legs got extremely heavy every time she looked at her running shoes. It would be a loooooong way from where she is to finishing that marathon.
Well, that's how I feel about organizing stuff. Every time I look at the clutter, I get tired. Then I get confused as I try to stop myself from being tired, but can't figure out how to do that either. My confusion makes me even more tired and voila, it's a loooooooong way to a neat apartment.
Diagnosis for Whom?I quickly realized that it was not my
family I needed to tell this to; I needed to tell it to
myself. As soon as I gave myself the diagnosis of ADHD, I started to let go of my self-judgments. For years I've tried an endless variety of approaches to cleaning based on my judgments that I
should be able to clean my apartment. Now, having ADHD, I decided to just make it really easy: do 5-10 minutes and then take a break.
After taking some tests on the Internet, my next step was to get an appointment with a psychologist specialized in ADHD. She confirmed the diagnoses (it's still not
official since only a psychiatrist can diagnose you with ADHD) and she gave me the name of a psychiatrist so I could try some medications.
So Now What?What I did since the meeting with the psychologist (other than looking forward to trying some meds that might show me what peace of mind can be like), was to determine:
- which of my symptoms pose the biggest problems for me,
- what characterizes times in my life when I seem to have more problems,
- what characterizes times in my life when I seem to have fewer problems.
- what research is available on ADHD that could be useful to me.

What I have come up with so far is:
- I don't work well in noise such as sitting next to someone who is always on the phone
- I can do anything for five minutes
- I thrive in workshops and brainstorming sessions where multiple ideas are on the table at the same time
- Having my skin touched calms me down
- There doesn't seem to be connection with food and ADHD other than what is good for everyone
- Vitamin D might have a positive influence on ADHD symptoms (I want to learn more about this)
- Low estrogen increases ADHD symptoms
- Strenuous workouts can be effective in helping with ADHD; however, I'm not sure if this is only true for men, since I believe that it might also lower your estrogen level
It's Nice to have a DiagnosisWhen I started to look into what ADHD was about, I also started find friends who had also been diagnosed with ADHD. They were all very helpful in listening to me and in helping me find more information.
As I talked with people about my diagnosis, I found a difference between people with firsthand knowledge on a subject and people without it. The ones without it rely on "experts" to know what they think. They would question my self-diagnosis until I told them that a psychologist confirmed it. Then they would stop.

Hmmmm... I guess that supports one of my original assumptions:
if you have an official diagnosis, people will become more accepting, understanding and helpful.
Making It OfficialIn the end, outside of being prescribed medication, I could have done any of the things I've outlined above without an official diagnosis. I could have stopped judging myself for being messy. I could have paid better attention to what worked for me and what didn't. I could have identified situations in which I thrive and those in which I don't. I could have started researching my symptoms and experiences even if I'd never heard of ADHD.
And yet, there's something nice about having a diagnosis. I can relax in knowing, "yup, that's what I have." Information is easier to find. It becomes easier to find people who share my experience, people with a similar diagnosis. And people without the same diagnosis seem to become more accepting and helpful. Isn't that curious?
I'm guessing the benefits of getting diagnosed go beyond ADHD. I imagine parents of children with Autism or people with acid reflux or any number of others may experience the same thing.
So, what's your diagnosis?
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