not the same thing. Yes we get anxiety at times when we realize we forgot a whole bunch of shit we were supposed to do. It is like those naked dreams where you realize you are not wearing pants.

In the late 1980s I tried crystal meth and it was like a super drug that allowed me to maintain my hyperfocus and get so much shit done. But it only lasted 48 hours. Luckily, I could not source anymore so did not chase that functionality so I did not become a “faces of meth” person. I can’t imagine what I could have achieved being appropriately medicated with a legal medication that was regulated. I might have ended up in medical school.

When I was in school, I would wait until the last possible minute. Pull an all-nighter to hand that research paper in with all the things and pull it off but then have to crash for a day or 2 after… well, I might get drunk or high first— circa early 80’s. It was a bit harder than today as there was no internet/online resources. I had to go to the library and look shit up in these big indexes and microfiche. I lived on pepsi and doritos.

I have to remind myself to write a list and then set a reminder on my phone to check the list. Then set a timer for the easiest fastest shit to complete. and still decide that the frog can wait another day. I try to make a 3 list… 3 Things I have to do. each. day. I can’t manage more than 3 and I want to tell you… basic hygiene like bathing is included.

i have never been diagnosed but then, I grew up GenX so was just considered a daydreamer and a bit slow/absent minded. (like the stupid one).

The teenage babysitters I know demand a higher hourly rate than Target workers in my locale (at about $18/hr). I don’t think the farmers are ready to pay that for young people who are not work hardened and can’t keep their phones out of their hands for longer than 5 minutes. It is not like they will starve if they don’t pick enough. After all, their parents will be there, helicoptering, handing them bottles of lifewater and snacks and uploading pics and vids on their phones on their social media accounts.

Can I have a fucking plastic bendy straw now?