On Being A Late Diagnosed ADHDer

Life as a girl in the 90s, bad coping mechanisms, and learning to live with an unorganized brain

Lea O
6 min readMay 23, 2023
Photo by Ferenc Horvath on Unsplash

My mom wrapped a long blue cord out the sliding glass and around the back porch, careful not to pinch it too much when she closed the door.

She’s referred to it as “smokin’ like a house on fire,” only with less ‘ire’ and…

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