How Having ADHD Saved Me From a Lifetime of Traumas

After being diagnosed as an adult with ADHD, I learned how little I knew about it; since I never felt its symptoms I thought it wasn’t affecting my life. Now it seems ADHD not only defined me as person but also, saved my life.

ADHD: “That is NOT what I thought it was”

“Smart and hyperactive;” that’s what they told me as a child. Then in 1999, a psychiatrist told me, “Oh, we call it ADHD now; don’t worry; you’re doing well in Law School, right? You have depression; Pills?” 

I spent four decades thinking that “Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder” was simply another bullet in my upper jelly’s resume, which I’d summarize as: “[70s to present] ants in my pants; data processing at speed light; related skills: prolific use of a cool IQ.” I thought it had to do only with this unmeasurable amount of energy I’ve always had. I was wrong.

These past months I learned ADHD is so much more. Think about the human body as a walking lab with a wiring system (the nervous system), in which there are workers creating chemicals (neurons creating neurotransmitters) that will send different messages to our brain. You may have heard, “Have some sex and get some endorphins! They’ll make you feel happy!” Well, endorphins are one of those chemicals saying: “human, feel happy!”

When it comes to ADHD, there’s a problem with a neurotransmitter called “dopamine”, which has the task of sending two messages: “human, please regulate your emotional responses (be cool and behave like the rest of the flock), and please take action to achieve specific rewards (get some shit done to feel rewarded)” What is that “problem”? The science guys don’t quite agree yet, so let’s keep simple today and say that in an ADHDer lab, the dopamine is not being properly handled.

Consequently, ADHDers cannot control our emotions as we’d like to, and we cannot set ourselves to do something and just do it. We need to do new stuff constantly, because the feelings of pleasure and reward don’t come soon enough, and we need to find something goooood… Hyperactivity sets us on a wild quest and, in that pursuit, we end up chasing squirrels, …, and probably having a colossal meltdown if they don’t eat their nuts exactly as we expected to.

By Laly

B.Ed, Lawyer, Writer. I write, I code, and I take pictures. My identity is unknown, I have #ADHD superpowers and I'm from Jupiter. Also, I blog about the boys in the band 🎧 at

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4 replies on “How Having ADHD Saved Me From a Lifetime of Traumas”

Thank you! And welcome! I’m glad you made it to the comments LOL
About the traumas, I get you, thank you, but I don’t see them as unfair…
I always tried to do that thing, “ask ‘what for’ instead of ‘why’.”
Whoever came up with that, genius!
Happy New Year! 😀


Wow, I’m impressed. You remind me of my counsellor I’m seeing who’s been through a big trauma in his life, externally-inflicted, and he arrived at a similar viewpoint on it.

I’ve not heard that phrase! It articulates something I feel too though. Comes from being optimistic.

Thank you! Happy New year to you too 🥳 congrats on making it a year where you started your blog 😀.

Any thoughts?