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They call me the list-maker – well my close friends do. The reason I’m obsessed with lists (more on my lists later) is because of something I found out by chance.
I have ADD. I found out at 29 when I happened to read the symptoms written on a social media post by a worried mother who’s child was exhibiting them.
I was happy. There was a name for what I had. For what I felt.
I call it ADD and not ADHD because I lack the hyperactive part. I enjoy a predominantly inattentive version of it.
Some of my symptoms include:
I like having it. It makes me different from others and also unique.
I’m special and I’m not ashamed.
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