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Credit goes to adhdoers (@adhdoers.bsky.social?) . There are four more in the thread. A word about this spiral for other #adhd folks out there:

When I was about 7, I was in between stepdads and we were living in some apartments behind a Target in Twin Falls, ID. My vision was getting worse, I was terribly sad and upset about a lot of things, had no idea how to cope, and I wanted to be part of a group of kids that hung around with my

Moment in my shame spiral habituation. People with ADHD are often socially abrasive, but have no idea why. And the correction doesn’t tend to stick because of what is called the “symptom-response-response” cycle. (See The ADHD Effect on Marriage.) I exhibited a symptom, people responded (poorly)

To that symptom, and I respond to their response by doing as the graphic suggests: avoiding, defying, procrastinating. What I’ve been left with is a deeply held conviction that I can never truly be myself because how I truly am doesn’t work, and I’m broken.

I wish I had a more cheerful ending to this thread, but I don’t. This life is suffering, and I believe in a Higher Power whom I hold - rightly or wrongly - in contempt. I was an innocent little boy. He is complicit in breaking my mind. Is a bit oxymoronic perhaps, but most people when