Back around 1997/8, when I was 27/28 years old, I was diagnosed with extreme ADHD. It expalined a lot of what I had going on with my life up to then: not studying in high school and graduating by the skin of my teeth, taking forever to get my Bachleor’s degree, string of unproductive jobs.

As someone who didn’t know shit about ADHD, let alone what “extreme ADHD” was, it was almost a relief to realize that I wasn’t jsut a failure at many things. Not that I use my diagnosis as an excuse, I work damn hard to counter the symptoms. But sometimes it isn’t enough.

After a little research, I learned that I have dyslexia, which about one-third of us with extreme ADHD have, as well as being naturally ambidextrous, which is also a one-third group.

The purpose of this site is to explain what goes on in the head of someone who has lived, and continues to be confronted by, extreme ADHD.