I have adult female diagnosed ADHD.
Those of you who know me say “not shocking”.
However, I was not diagnosed until I was 45. I was just told I had a “passion for communication“ as my dead ex-husband called it. Which was a nice way of saying I talked ALOT.
I loved the moniker so much, I started my own public relations company with just that name
“Passion For Communication”
with the tag line, “My gift of GAB will make you look FAB!”
We Italians call it “interjecting” in New England. If you didn’t interject, you would never get a word in. People who say it’s interrupting are just pussies and can’t hang with strong, interesting communicators.
This is spot on. I’d prefer to converse with a “neuro divergent” ADHD peep any day. I guarantee you will leave the conversation enlightened, educated in something you had no idea you needed to know and laughed hilariously. I’m famous for telling people, “yes, I really did just say that“. We ADHD peeps say the shit that you have in your head yet you’re too self-conscious to say.
Boring conversations reflect the boring individuals that you’re speaking to. Both are energy vampire suckers.
