So, I was able to put into words yesterday this weird feeling that I've had since I graduated college that I have now realized was connected to my (then) undiagnosed and untreated ADHD. See, before my diagnosis, a coworker had made a (shitty) comment about how "I didnt seem like I really needed medication" and now that I have it, she "cant really tell the difference"
Which was this- ever since I got my "real adult" job (teaching)- I've been pretty good at it. Give me a job with very specific deadlines and urgency, I've always been successful (yay being a gifted kid in school.) I've always been able and willing to start a new club, or take on one new prep, or be department head, or put together that field trip. The bells and the constant barrage of children means that neither procrastination or hyperfocus are really possible, so I appear very successful to anyone looking at my career.
But then behind closed doors- I've been messy and disorganized and anxious. Always behind on laundry, on dishes, on brushing my damn teeth. Thank god for auto pay on bills but my ability to budget is a disaster, so hello random credit card debt. Like, in my person life, it all just felt... cluttered.
It felt like being a *gifted child* even at age 30. Put me in a task specific setting and I excell, full of interesting trivia and problem solving skills. But my "backpack" is crammed full of papers and I have poor executive function skills. Even at age 30, I felt like a little kid, surrounded by grown ups that all seemed a little worse at their job than me, but like... THEY are grown ups, and I'm a (smart) child, clearly, because have you SEEN the state of my car? An adult would be able to do this basic adult shit.
So. That's what the adderall has been nice for. It's now easier to manage all the basic adult shit.