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My Son’s Story of Electronics Addiction and Recovery
“If your child were addicted to drugs or alcohol, would you let him have just a little bit?” It was...
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Welcome to the No Judgment Zone! Read these essays, diary entries, and snapshots of daily life written by ADDitude readers who are parenting children with ADHD, living with adult ADHD, and all of the above.
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Was Vayarin a Proven ADHD Treatment? Questioning Nutraceutical Clinical Studies
ADHD expert David W. Goodman questions the research that linked Vayarin to improved ADHD symptoms,...
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How My Daughter Found Drive in the Check-Out Line
A freshman in high school, my teen was lethargic, losing focus, and prioritizing the wrong things. In...
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Mandatory Quality Time
For my youngest daughter, the most valuable currency in the world is time. When we can give it to her...
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How an Angry Monkey, a Worried Mouse, and Harry Potter Helped My Daughter Understand Her Emotions
When she recognized her feelings in her favorite book characters, my daughter learned the words to...
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Snitches Get Stitches… and Praise
With four kids, our house is eternally erupting in shouts of indignation, reports of infractions, and...
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“Your Son Is Smart, But…”
From a very early age, I was acutely aware of my shortcomings. Why? My teachers reminded me of them...
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She’s Crafty
The fact of the matter is that a creative ADHD mind needs an outlet. Without a release, all heck (and...
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Just a Tad Preoccupied
Perseverate. This a fancy word that essentially means this: To obsess over and fixate on something,...
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Mr. Responsible Takes a Brief Sabbatical
Oh, the logistics. The reminders. The routine. Sometimes, the load becomes too heavy for a parent to...
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Even the Smallest Detail Can Derail Our Day
Our daughter’s pickiness, it seems, is not a choice; it is a neurological directive. And if the right...
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To the Mom Who Saw What I Was Too Tense to Notice
Amid the meltdowns and act-ups, the kicking and punching, I can forget—much to my own shame—how sweet...