Just A Thought: My Shortcomings as a Latebloomer with ADHD

One thing can't be denied that as a good writer, I'm a pretty poor listener.  Problem is that writers and listeners tend to bash each other, look down at each other and belittle each other like toddlers do and sadly adults do it as well.  In my case, I am suffering from my rather short attention span, impulsiveness and impatience which really is a torture for me than a blessing.  In fact, I only think of what to write next than anything else which I usually wish I were more "normal".  It's like this I can write well due to my hyperactive imagination while listeners are more interested in listening and just writing what other people say and do making them get better grades than those who are writers because they tend to spend more time doodling things up, thinking of the next idea and I really get loathsome with that.  For one, it's my real issue that I'm suffering from late blooming and ADHD which can be evidenced as follows...


I was usually more focused on fun than studying.  I didn't like to study when I was in my elementary to teenager years which I just wanted an "easy-easy" life though somehow, I grew to accept that studying is a huge part of life.  I had my thoughts only on writing, writing and more writing.  While I excelled in writing, I wasn't having good grades and I frequently got called by the principal for my academic standing.  Sadly it went untreated and the damage got worse.  I am always in the world of imagination one way or another, my desire is but imagination and more of it.  To be honest, I seldom loathe my gift of writing and wished I had some other gifts like being a genius of sorts.  I had my self-loathing because a writer's career usually doesn't promise millions compared to doctors.  And also, my writing ability came out more when I was 12-13 years old- a good writer with BAD grades in most subjects.


What I can loathe about the gift of writing is because my mind is usually fixated on what to write next rather on what to do next.  In fact, while something real is in my eyes, I want to somehow distort and imagine things differently.  I want to write, I want to now and I get picked upon because of my writing ability.  Most people think that writing is a bad gift, they just think that literature is useless and that subjects in Math and Science are more promising.  It becomes a real loathsome issue whenever it happens to me making me wish I were not good in writing but rather just living the common day-to-day life.


I was thinking of "If only I can become more intelligent." type of talk without realizing sometimes some of the most intelligent men and women were not at all people with great common sense.  Some people have read and memorized several theories only to be deceived by their best friends.  Sometimes intelligence is hidden, not immediately revealed and sometimes people who bungle things up may have had some extraordinary talents you weren't aware of.  For example you may have a top of the class student who's later shown not to be a wide reader.  Meanwhile some of the poor students turned out to have read a lot- they failed not because they were stupid, they failed because they read too much. The problem is common sense, not intelligence.

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