Voices: I was finally diagnosed with ADHD in my fifties – and it changed my life
Chaos isn’t always my fault, but it definitely follows me around. It has done for as long as I can remember. Only now, the chaos has a name: attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD). Finally, at the age of 52, I have a late-life diagnosis – and medication that has helped me focus properly for the first time. It wouldn’t be too dramatic to say that it has changed my life.
But the road to get here was far from easy – in fact, it was long, and arduous, and fraught with wild animals. Yes, you read that right. Allow me to explain:
My personal began with an exhaustive telephone triage with a specialist mental health nurse, at the
