Rollercoastering


Up. Down. Down. Up. On a rollercoaster, your heart is in your throat most of the time. That is what life with teenage ADHD feels like to me. Ah, That Boy.

I’m worn out just thinking about it.


13-hour lock-ins with 3-a-day football practices in 107-degree heat index should have turned Clark the ADHD Wonder Kid into a zoned-out zombie. They didn’t. Whaddya know.

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