I Never Grew Out of It
Adulthood did not dissolve the diagnosis. It revealed the story around it.
I did not grow out of ADHD.
That phrase has always carried a quiet accusation, as if adulthood should have solved what childhood revealed. As if maturity were a therapy the culture forgot to invoice.
What I grew out of was the hope that disappearing the difference would finally make me easy to love.
The work now is not outgrowing the mind I have. It is refusing to keep treating it as a draft I was supposed to correct.