HeyJaredMY SECRET ADHD LIFE
My Secret ADHD Life: Infusing the FUNNY in DysFUNctional. If you've ever felt like you belong on the Island of Misfit Toys, you're a member of my tribe.
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Are You an ADHDer with Debilitating ANHEDONIA? (opens the original)
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I follow dozens of ADHD experts in my endless quest to better understand what makes my wonky brain tick. I do this so I can develop workaround hacks. I came across this meme (below) the other day and thought, “Oooh! A new term to research!” as I saved it to the thousands of screen shots. Yet another rabbit hole. As I spelunked down said rabbit hole, I discovered that what I had always dismissed as “ENNUI” was actually this fancy pants term most of us outside of the psychology field are blissfull
When an ADHDer Gets Married (opens the original)
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I’m supposed to be cleaning out the garage right now, so naturally, I’m writing another Substack to you . . . in fact, it’s the sorting through old photos in my garage that triggered today’s blog.I was just texting my wedding pictures to Nancy, one of my longtime favorite cohorts for pranks. Her mind is an endless, heat-seeking missile for comedy. She was my BFF Marovich’s friend because their two kids went to school together, and when Marovich began describing how funny she was, I adopted her a
The ADHD Tax Strikes Again (It Turns Out, 'Some People' Actually READ the Instructions) (opens the original)
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I’m supposed to be writing a consulting proposal right now, so naturally I’m writing to you instead. This is how I gear up to do the projects I dread.So, here’s the latest dispatch from my secret ADHD life:It all started at 3 a.m. last Thursday when I was awakened by the dreaded horking sound coming from Indie, my long-haired cat and bedtime companion. Another hairball. Ugh!Call me a wearer of tinfoil hats, but I’m starting to believe I’m the “Truman Show” star to Facebook engineers, who are lis
I Lost Mom's Ashes (and My ADHD Supplement Testing Updates) (opens the original)
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It’s true. Mom’s ashes are (I think) somewhere in a Chicago warehouse. And I live in Florida. But I won’t know for sure until sometime in September. I was ruminating about the concept of cremation the other day, and then it hit me: Where ARE Mom’s ashes?!? I had no answer. So my ADHD echolalia — the voice speaking inside of my head — unleashed a self-flagellating monologue on my stupidity and carelessness. It wasn’t pleasant.I am trying to show myself grace, but . . . of all items to misplace!I
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