You see me as you pass yet you look past me. I understand I'm not normal, but the least a person could do is ask about it just don't expect me to answer.
My mind works differently than yours does, I know my disorder, but my disorder doesn't know me. The same could be said for others like me. But what you don't know is that I know how you see me. You show it through your words, even if your actions try to lie to me.
"A freak of nature." Is what a cruel person would call me. If they knew what went on in my mind.
"She's a crybaby, a weakling." Is what one would say if I showed my feelings. They don't know that I feel those words too.
"They're feelings jump from place to place." But they don't, I'm not seriously depressed nor am I not in control of what I feel. I'm just energetic one minute and quiet the next, but only because of the whispers I hear about me telling me to stay silent.
"You don't pay attention." My parents would say, yet I pay attention to what matters to my life, I mind my own business, so others have said before. Only I can't pay attention without something else distracting me.
It's hard for me to live with my disorder. My thoughts are never straight when I want to talk about my feelings because I've suppressed them for so long.
Yet what no one knows is that my disorder is a part of me.
I have ADHD and my disorder makes me, ME.
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AN: I'm sorry this is so short. I just wanted to write something. This is that something. Have a nice day!
-G
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