Sometimes an inner monologue isn’t just a single patronizing voice, but a cacophony of interconnected intuitions that spawn action and art ex nihilo in ways that are ineffable.
No? Just me? Nevermind, I’ll be over there.
Sometimes an inner monologue isn’t just a single patronizing voice, but a cacophony of interconnected intuitions that spawn action and art ex nihilo in ways that are ineffable.
No? Just me? Nevermind, I’ll be over there.
Funnily enough, I have been rested for ADHD by professionals. Not even borderline.
The test itself is an ADHDer’s nightmare. First they ask you to look at a few pictures, then you take a 250 item questionnaire, where some of them are the same, just worded slightly differently, then they ask you specific questions about the pictures you looked at 250 questions ago.