jedibuttercup

Yeah, when the doc I went to in order to finally get 'officially' labeled ADD in order to have more official grounding for dealing with a really stressful boss three jobs ago said, oh yeah, and also you have this, and told me about it, I was like .... 'oh. Oh!' I never thought it was *that* big a deal before given that my mom has *serious* clinical depression, meaning since I didn't have it as bad as her surely it was just me being a little blue like ... a majority of the time ... *ahem*

Couldn't stand medicating for it, or the ADD; I didn't feel like me anymore when I tried it. But at least recognizing it allowed me to finally develop decent coping strategies, even if during times like the last few months they just aren't quite enough.