Rough Diamond ~ 8 BTS Members

💜Chapter Twenty Two💜

I had started therapy again, and finally, my mental health was improving, I started to find the joy and happiness in everyday life, I enjoyed living and doing things that before, I would've forced myself to do.

The rest of BTS started doing things and saying things in different ways to impact my ADHD differently, like instead of saying 'do the laundry' they'd break it up and explain the task.

Whenever someone said 'do the laundry' it felt like such a long, big task to do, so they'd break it up and say 'put laundry in the basket and then bring it out to the machine' and so on.

It was just the small everyday things they'd do slightly differently that I found easier.

A/N: People think ADHD in boys and girls are the same so I thought I'd make it slightly clearer that in girls and boys, ADHD is slightly different.

While boys are physically restless and active, girls and mentally restless and active, so there's a huge difference especially in when they're diagnosed since it's harder to spot ADHD in girls since its more mental with girls and girls tend to find a way to hide it subconsciously.

ADHD in girls was different to ADHD in boys, it was more physical and showed more on the outside with boys, but in girls, it was more mental and emotional in girls.

My anxiety was mostly because of my ADHD, in ADHD in girls, in terms of emotional regulation, girls tend to internalise their emotions, and that caused anxiety, depression and even eating disorders.

I found school really difficult, I couldn't concentrate in class, so I studied more at home, I found the organisational side to school difficult, I was short, like between 4'11 and 5'0 and it didn't help I had a top locker I wasn't allowed to switch.

I'd often bring the wrong books or do the wrong thing for homework, or only remember half the things the teacher said because of my ADHD.

The rest of BTS was finding it difficult to differentiate the ADHD from the depression and anxiety, because of my ADHD, I was less motivated to do things and seemed less capable of doing certain things.

I got to school, I was allowed to bring my cat, P/N (Pet's name) since she was a support cat.

P/N sat on my shoulder as reached up to my locker to unlock the lock, it was a fingerprint lock since that's what Namjoon thought would be best for me because of my ADHD.

I stood on my tip toes as I reached up to my locker, my fingers just able to grasp the corner of my Literature book.

I had Literature then CSPE (Civic, Social and Political Education) and then it was first break.

"Excuse me." I said to a tall boy beside me. "Can you help me?"

"Of course, what do you need help with?" the boy asked.

"I need the top 3 books, please." I said in the Busan dialect which he didn't understand.

"3." I said in the Seoul dialect as I pointed to the books in my locker, trying my best to speak in the Seoul dialect but it wasn't going very well.

"No Seoul Korean." I said slowly.

The boy reached into my locker, pulling out the top 3 books.

"These?" the boy asked as he held up the books I needed.

"Yes, thank you." I said after thinking about the words.

"No problem." The boy said as he handed me my books.

I had a rough idea of what people said when they spoke the Seoul dialect but nothing of what they said in classes, I only knew basic things.

I could understand it better than I could speak it, making it difficult to talk to people with only a Seoul dialect.