…Argos and I lived our lives in separate universes; I reflected that our perceptions were identical but that Argos combined them differently than I, constructed from them different objects; I reflect that perhaps for him there were no objects, but rather a constant, dizzying play of swift impressions. – “The Immortal,” from Collected Fictions: Jorge Luis Borges, translated by Andrew Hurley. Penguin Books: 1998.
A ll ADHDers occupy an alternate universe that exists only in their minds. It has no relationship at all with the other universe, the one populated by non-ADHDers. In our universe, we are bright, funny, wealthy, gifted, talented, extraordinarily attractive, lucky and quite athletic. In our universe we have already arrived at the promised land. We are biding our time, waiting for the rest of the world to discover us, to realize our worth. We wait for the phone call from the producers of Oprah, we wait for the letter from the big publishing house, we wait for the creation of a sitcom that is based on our fascinating lives……..and they are fascinating………to us. From the outside we seem to occupy a universe controlled by erratic, often unpredictable and inconsistent laws of physics and time. Of course…we know better. We know that we are really Da Vincis in the rough, creating our Mona Lisa’s and waiting for the world to discover our well-hidden talents. That, of course, is the problem. They are hidden because they exist only in our minds.