Although I had an anxiety attack at Cross Roads, I dismissed it as a one-off – a result of a stressful week. Then a week last Saturday, it happened again. I’d signed up to join Bolton Pride with my choir, but couldn’t find parking with the road closures in place. My anxiety spiked and I just went home.
The following Saturday, aka the one just gone, I was watching Todd Stashwick’s usual live and he mentioned anxiety… I honestly forget in what context because I immediately got into the questions and asked whether he’d found his ADHD diagnosis helpful.
The answer I got resulted in tears1. It also resulted in me picking up the phone on Monday morning and ringing my GP. I asked for an assessment referral. She was lovely, took me through some questions, then agreed that an assessment was needed.
So, I’m on a waiting list. My doctor warned me that it might take some time and, looking at Google etc, that’s probably going to be about 12 months. However, I’ve got to 50 with ADHD – another year won’t kill me.
- Emotionally moved tears. He was so sweet and ever-so generous with his reply. And he used my name, which he rarely does. It wasn’t a general talk – it was to me, for me, and was exactly the encouragement I needed. ↩︎
