I showed my friends my scars today. The ones I put on my legs. I told them to keep a secret and they waited for a bit as I tried to figure out how to tell them. I hid in the closet for a bit and rolled up my pant leg and looked in the full length mirror, and stared at the red scratches on my leg and took a deep shuddering breath. I poked open the door and hid my face. Sam noticed first. Kelsey was still chattering until sam said er name and the room went silent. I broke down into tears and listened to the silence. "What were they going to say? Will they be scared of me? Will they think I'm depressed...or insane?" I heard soft footsteps and kelsey hugged me.
I sobbed into her shoulder, and we just stood there in silence, listening to my sobs. I hurridly pulled down my pant leg and wiped my face and I started laughing. I don't even know why I just started giggling like an idiot. I stifled my giggles and sat down and we went back to talking like normal. It's what I wanted. To move on. And right now, I am honestly the most at peace with myself I have been for a long time.
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Living with ADHD
RandomThis is a true story about me. Almost like a blog. I have lived my entire life with ADHD and I realized by sharing my story not only can I help myself, I can maybe help other in the same situation. I hope you read this with an open mind and remember...
