Barely recovered from a depression and anxiety attacks earlier last year, I started noticing that I kept losing my concentration. In such a way that my coworkers starting noticing it too. The problem worsened: a started repeated myself, lost focus in a conversation or even space out. Filling out hour sheets was never my hobby (trust me, this is an understatement) but now it became almost impossible. At first I thought it was a side effect of the anti-depressants and discussed it with my therapist. It seemed to get worse every day, as if someone opened a floodgate and all I could do was swim like crazy as to not drown.
Cutting a long story short (and a zilliom examinations, questions and what not) the verdict is: adhd. The relief that I felt is hard to describe. I have been fighting for years with myself adapting to act expected. but lately I was too weakend by the unknown battle that I could no longer keep the sharade going. A couple of weeks from today I'll discuss the meds with the psychiatrist.
Right, there you have it, my story in a nutshell. Ask! I believe in people and want to help wherever I can.