Timothy Denevi,
I’ve only
known two people with ADHD. And although
I spent 6 years of my life as a friend to someone I knew had ADHD, only now, after reading your work, am
I aware of just how little I knew about her condition and how ignorant I was. As a friend, I feel
awful. But as an inquisitive student,
excited for my college career, I feel as though I’ve been given a new pair of
glasses and a toolbox. I now have the
means to understand the history behind people I encounter with ADHD and insight
into how they may see the world. I can
also look through the perspective of someone who has experienced ADHD. Although
you speak for your own experience rather than the experience of the entire
population of people with ADHD, you have opened my eyes to the picture of the
world my friend sees and communicated your thoughts and feelings in such a way
that I found them to be relatable and familiar.
After reading your scholarly
memoir, I definitely feel very informed about the historical transitions
between different ideas, approaches, and treatments for ADHD. However, beyond the facts, which you pointed
out to have been told by the perspective of outsiders looking upon the
psychological disorder, what resonated most with me was the special, intimate
way your voice and imagery painted a picture of the world I’ve never seen
before; your picture of the world through the lens of a legitimate
psychological disorder. When I first
started reading your personal history of ADHD, I never expected to experience
the sensation of walking through the history of the disorder as you relived
your experiences through words. And for
the experience you shaped for me, by engaging me with insight into the disorder
and depicting moments in your life affected by ADHD, I am very grateful. As a visual learner, I was very affected by
your vivid depiction of each personal moment; the colors, the feeling of the
air, and the situation leading up to each specific moment in time seamlessly
blended into a smooth, continuous scene.
The imagery that impacted me the most was definitely your depiction of a
tantrum. I saw the colors draining and
felt suffocating anxiety as you described your loss of control in those
moments. However, everything, from the
flow to the imagery blended into an informative and enjoyable book!
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