Focus
The sensory experience of one ADHD/ASD mind when asked to 'pay attention'.
Distant stares and tapping toes
Inner worlds that no one knows
So many thoughts at once you see
To target less than thirty three
Rattling keychains, subtle sighs,
Aging speakers spinning lies,
Creaking floorboards and flashing lights,
Twittering sparrows taking flight,
Inner doubts and hopes and fears,
Outer textures, clicking gears,
Never stop throughout the years.
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Two Pink Lines
I had never really felt like a child. I'd always had to raise myself. My mother was just a teenager when she'd had me and consequently, we had spent my whole childhood arguing and fighting like a couple of sisters as opposed to mother and daughter. My father was older than my mother but still had some maturing to do himself. He focused his entire life on me, his little girl but never realized the pressure that put on me. I always felt I had to raise him even as he was trying to raise me. We raised each other. Then, I met him. He cares, he shows me a love like I've never known. For once, it's about me and I don't have to focus on other people's needs and what someone needs from me. Someone always wants something from you. That is what my parents have taught me. Love is selfish but it isn't with him. He is perfect, beautiful, funny, and can take me to places I've only dreamed about. Places outside my mind and my own pathetic life and I know that I will always love him. When we first met, I wanted him to have my children, but now? Right now, with us both still in high school? This is all happening so soon. I slipped into the restroom at work. It had been 6 weeks since my last menstrual and this was not normal. I couldn't wait any longer. I put the top on the test and waited. These 60 seconds felt like forever. What would we do? We were both seniors so we didn't have long to go before school was over but this was not the plan. The plan was for him to join the Army and me the National Guard and for me to get my associate's degree and then we marry, then have kids.
By Lindsey Altom6 days ago in Fiction
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Great acrostic. Captured adhd perfectly
This was a powerful piece. Thank you for sharing your inner thoughts and emotions with us.
I enjoyed the flow and insights of your piece. :)
Awesome!!! ❤️❤️💕
Awesome job with this! I don't have ADHD/ASD but I can relate this a little to my anxiety and touch of OCD. Also this reminds me of when I'm in the classroom teaching and there are so many distractions going on with the kids 😅 You did a great job of painting all these sensory nuances with lovely language :)